..never wanting to let me go...as our mouths fuse passionately once more. I feel your legs move around me...your warm thighs around me...the soft moun...s of your breasts pressed into my chest as your arms pull me to you.I pull out slowly, until only the head of my cock remains inside your sopping wet pussy. I can feel your body straining for mine...your fingers grip into me, and I push quickly forward once more, burying my full length into you. You gasp. I can see the passion in your eyes...the. ........her cunt just opened up all over my foot and swallowed my toes deep inside her as she spasmed in orgasm. She was gagging all over herself. My cum was dripping out of her lips onto the floor. Her cunt just drenched my foot as she screamed in orgasm.As I was relaxing in my wonderful climax, I realized some of my thick and slimy cock juice had dripped off her lips onto my carpet. I was furious!"Bitch, look what you've done. Your no good mouth leaked my cock juice out onto my carpet!" I'm. I said, "Oh, that feels so good. Please don't stop." Saying this was a mistake. She immediately withdrew her hands in order to examine her fingernails. Of course this meant that it was time for me to beg. And I did. I groveled until she took pity on me.She continued to push my buttons and control me mercilessly. I felt an orgasm building but it was always she who decided when and how it would take place. She was addicted to her power.She ran a feathery fingernail up the underside of my. Just clothes Bev replied.Right, what clothes, describe them to me, I bet they weren’t the sort of thing every respectable housewife would wear out shopping.Just a skirt and top and my squash shoes. Which skirt and which top. I knew all the clothes that Bev owned, some were vulgar some were raunchy and some were just revealing so take you pick.My tartan skirt and my wrap around brown top. Fucking hell Bev no wonder he tried to pick you up, I assume it was a man. I asked this because Bev is.