She crosses her arms under her big titties, squeezing them together. In a sexy voice she says, "you like these big titties", "you want them", "look ho... they move between my arms". All I could do is moan, "YES" and start working my hips quicker. She quickly wraps her legs around me and holds my shoulders as she moaning, telling me she is going to cum. I feel her pussy grip my cock tight as she starts cumming, filling the room with her heavy breathing and moaning. I keep up my steady strokes,. So I came up from his cock and rolled on to my back. He picked up my legs and pushed them back around my ears. Moving forward from the hips he took one hand and started to finger me, first one finger in then two. He finger fucked slowly and my cock got harder knowing what was going to be coming to meet it from the inside. When he had me open he pushed forward and entered me with his cock. Bracing my feet on the ceiling of the station, my hips fucked back meeting his thrusts, sometimes you. I had no idea how torturous it would be to deny myself.I was groaning along with my wife when the music finally stopped and there was quiet. I heard a loud groan from my wife, her body bent over nearly double and started shuddering. She cried out and fell to her knees, pushing her knees far apart with fingers inside her up to her knuckles. She pushed her hands in and out of her pussy several times and fell to her side with a loud scream and uncontrollable shudders of her body. Her body’s spasms. Her round John Lennon glasses appeared to be glued on the bridge of her nose and could reveal, only through a frown, her dark eye-brows. The spaghetti top was paired with a thin knee-length brown sarong that had a floral pattern. Her pink sneakers hid her feet, but the loose anklet that she wore on her right foot made her feet look nevertheless appealing. Her smooth skin smelled sweeter because of the perfumed soap that she had bathed with. Sarah bought some beers on the way towards Brendon’s.