Then I saw her bare feet in a pair of sandals. "Let me freshen up your cup," she said while she stood up then grabbedmy coffee cup. I sat down while h... went into her kitchen though her sliding glass door.She came back out and we drank coffee and chatted on her back porch. While we chatted and drank coffee, I kept on taking an occasional peekat her bare feet. I thought she had sexy feet. Twenty minutes of drinking coffee had passed. "Let's go inside," Anne offered. "Sure." We got up and went. She started bucking and jumping with her whole body, giving me a real scare, and then she started her famous long wail: "I'm cuminnnnnng!"I kept drinking her juices, enjoying the wonderful taste and marveling at the fact that I actually made her cum."Wow!" she said after a while. "You don't need much teaching. You gave me a tremendous orgasm on the first time you ever touched a girl! You are a born natural! But now let's continue".With that she pushed me so I was on my back and straddled me.. "Oh shut up, you mewling cunt!" Twat barks, continuing rummaging around in the lady's bosom. Her instincts are right and she retrieves the ring and immediately slides the elaborately jeweled ring on her own hand, further taunting the lady. "Maybe I should check out the rest of you. What are you hiding in your quim whiskers?"The lady shakes and shudders and scrunches her skirts together in front of her, withdrawing from Twat's reach."All done, Captain," my first mate calls, interrupting Twat's. Heather kept a firm grip on his cock about halfway up its length so he wouldn't lose control and try to shove the whole thing down her throat.Emily's tongue flicked across her clit which caused her own muscles to spasm. With each relaxation following each spasm, Emily's finger would sink just a little deeper into her anus. Soon either Heather's ass relaxed enough or perhaps Emily's finger just was slick enough with vaginal juice and sweat that Emily was able to start a steady rhythm fucking in.