Tammy was the best at this because she almost always had short dresses on and had a lovely shaven pussy, and would ask what I thought of her thighs an... would I like to get in-between them; One day I was in the garden working on my car, when Tammy came out with a cup of tea and said Susan my wife had gone into Birmingham’s bull ring shopping centre, she stood in a passion that she knew I could see right up her mini skirt, she said that she was leaving Ray (her husband) because he wanted, and. Wow, look at those knockers! Excuse me I said. Sorry, but you mom had nice tits. Just how do you know? He told me he had seen them before, when mom did the gardening. You were spying on my mother? I couldn't help it. It was like she was trying to show them to me. I thought about it for a minute and I thought I bet she did want him to see them. We were both at the window looking at my mother as she bent over and twisted from side to side, showing up a lot of her perfect tits. The k** asked me.. Lesley was performing a bed bath on a man of 78 when her phone vibrated announcing a text arrival. She picked it up expecting a typed message only. She had a sharp intake of breath when she saw the picture on her old iPhone. A dangling snake was in her screen. She giggled. The patient was looking over her shoulder at the same time she was. "Fuck Lesley is that your boyfriends cock. He's a fucking porn star hehehe" he gave her bum a squeeze. He was renowned for this and she chastised herself for. I watched her look down at me in silence and began to stroke myself slowly."You like to watch?" I asked, cutting right to it. I've masturbated with friends before and some girls just like watching me do it. I thought maybe Patricia was one of those. She seemed unable to admit it out loud, but nodded. I watched the expression change on her face as I traced the outline of my labia with my fingers. Then, pushing down, feeling the skin gather beneath my fingertips and letting my eyes get heavy as I.