She slowly eased her right hand down to her pelvis “Must I do this? Do I have to touch myself again? Are you going to watch me be naughty?” But ev...n as she asked him the questions she already knew she was going to touch herself whatever he said. Phil’s eyes were wide as her stared at this sexy girl riding his cock. He could feel her juices running down his cock and covering his balls. He was feeling so aroused already, but when she had started to touch herself he had to hold himself back from. “Oh fuck, Simon, that’s so fucking beautiful; your lovely big cock right inside me!” she moaned. “Don’t take it out, darling, until you’ve filled my cunt up with your spunk!” And as if to arouse me further, she added: “And when you’ve cum I’ll sit on your face so that you can lick it as it trickles out!” Face-sitting had long been one of my favourite perversions.Carla expertly ‘ground’ her crotch into my face, at the same time dexterously using her vaginal muscles to push my semen into my. I was his wife. Sometimes his lover, sometimes his naughty girl, sometimes his slut, but, I was his.I felt his cock line up with my pussy. I was wet and it slid easily inside me. I loved his cock. It was thicker than most. I always felt full. This time was no different. I moaned as he entered me. God I loved fucking him.For his part he got into the role play too."Anyone who shows their tits at dinner, deserves to get fucked," he said as he pounded my pussy."Maybe I won't ever wear a shirt to. She's gone out with her mother. Susan was very determined that she wanted to go to a special service at Wells Cathedral, and wouldn't take No for an answer. Molly did say she wanted to go out with you and the boys, but..." He shrugged his shoulders.I smiled, "Church this morning and Wells Cathedral this afternoon. She was never that religious when she was with me." And Susan isn't either. But there you are..." He shrugged."Well, it does mean that I can take the boys out on their bikes. If Molly.