Then she washed my other leg.“Turn round please sir,” she asked, giggling.I did so, and she washed my back and neck, then my head. I turned back a...ound and she washed my chest and arms. I was enjoying the sensation, and the view.As she washed my arms her huge tits were inches from my face, jiggling and straining to stay inside her tiny white bikini, moving in time to her scrubbing action. I smiled, and as she sat back she beamed back at me.“Stand up please sir,” she said.I stood, and Helena. The nipples were sensitive and rock hard and she was breathing deeply as I sucked on them for England, like they were lactating! My hands concurrently moved to her jeans and I unbuttoned and then unzipped them. I moved the whole of my weight to the lower part of her body, and pulled her jeans off her. She was wearing attractive white knickers with little red patterns and I had to restrain myself from just ripping these off – I was delirious with desire! I started at her feet and slowly kissed. My legs are now resting on her strong shoulders with her arms wrapped tightly around my thighs as she moves in closer, forcing her cock into me. Her eyes almost glaze over as she rocks back and forth, getting herself off on the base of her cock as it rubs against her pussy. She seemingly couldn't care less that I was in obvious pain or that I was even there as long as she was getting off. This isn't good for me as she can't control her thrusts anymore and her cock is driving deeper into my. Mike kissed my thigh. "You'll be fine."I wrapped my hand around his erection and brought it to my mouth, sliding the head between my lips. At the same time, his tongue gently parted my folds and slid over my clit.We moved slowly, exploring one another. I held his cock in my mouth, squeezing and releasing with my tongue, while my fingertips caressed his balls.Mike's tongue moved over my clit in gentle, lapping strokes. It was nice, but I didn't think it was doing much for me--until, all of a.