Beyond his shape at the window The Court bloomed in the sunshine and beneath them the room that would be her studio beckoned irresistibly. Casually Sa...ah lifted her hand to her nape and pulled the clasp from her hair. Her honeyed torrent spilled over her shoulders as she slid onto the bed and looked up at Cliff. ‘I think we have some unfinished business from last night, don’t you, Vi?’ ‘I could use some coffee,’ Cliff intoned gruffly. There was a stunned silence while Sarah and Vi collected. “…and you’re still so hard,” she whispered looking into my eyes. “I guess you enjoyed that … didn’t you?” I feebly smiled as I nodded my head. She grinned and squeezed my dick lightly.“That was incredible, Ellen,” I said, my voice shaking. “Absolutely incredible. That was the best hand job that I’ve ever experienced.” She leaned over and whispered in my ear, “I just wish that I could put it in my mouth and suck you dry!” “Whoa,” I thought. “What if Bobby had heard that his wife would have. Placing his fingers in the top of her shorts he pulled them down leaving her in her panties and top.Richard spread her legs and crawled between them. When Linda started to pull her panties down, Richard shook his head from side to side slightly. She wondered why he didn't want her to take them off. He continued to move his head between her legs, stopping only to kiss the soft inner parts of her thighs. She moaned with delight, as the feeling was wonderful. She was excited and her thighs had. I'm holding you off the floor, pressing. Your hips roll in my arms. Skin on skin. I feel your heat. I smell your arousal. You're wet, ready. I slide a little, back and forth, feeling your arousal, hot and wet. Pushing, sliding; close, but not quite the right angle. You are watching me. In a moment, I lift you and catch just inside. Your breath gasps a moment at the sensation. I lean forward and kiss you, as I slide in, out a little, in more, a little more. Sliding, deeper, out, then deeper. I.