Max moved one hand over, cupped the crack of her humping ass, and shoved a finger into her asshole. She felt some cool water go in with the diddling d...git. The finger fucking her asshole, added to the pumping prick and the darting tongue, caused Stacy to have an entire series of shattering orgasms.When Stacy finally sagged limply, pulling her mouth from Max's and resting her chin on his shoulder, she could feel the water still churning from her wild movements. She could also feel his cock,. I loved dressing to order. My seamed black stockings were positioned perfectly: the seams running down the centre of both legs, dissapearing into the sexy black boots. The clips on my burlesque cup less basque were metal, like in the 70s. Very sexy. My boobs were pushed up and together. This basque made them look absolutely fantastic, Dave was going to be impressed. My thick pearl necklace and dangly pearl earrings also enhanced my appearance - but what completely rounded off my look was my. Then he shrugged it off, ‘fuck her,’ he thought, ‘I’m painting the fucking fence, she comes out in that bikini and I happen to catch a glimpse, so what?’ He looked her over. ‘Not bad though,’ he said to himself, ‘great legs, a brief enough bikini, flat stomach. That guy’s got a nice piece of ass going for him.’ For the first time he realized he was getting a woody, and was wondering how he could strike up a conversation with her when he accidentally kicked the can of primer over. ‘Damn it!’ He. She double pumps on the thin white filter, the cigarette is stilllonger than a regular Marlboro Light, the fingers on her hand werespread wide except for the two holding the cigarette. She yanks thecigarette from her face and brings the hand back down to my waitingdick. She tilts her head back, her lips form into a kissing type coneand she exhales into the air, a long white stream of smoke raises to theceiling as the ringlets from her high ponytail bounce in my face.Not a word is said and after.