Tuttut knew he had her. He had taken control and she was his now. With each of the next strokes she arched her back in and pushed her arse up as he pu...led out as if desperately trying to hold him in, and then bowed her back up trying to escape his never ending inward thrusts.Tuttut was only vaguely aware of Hubby to one side furiously beating his cock, muttering encouragement."That's it, fuck her good....she needs a good fucking...the naughty girl that she is....yeah fuck her good!"Then Tuttut. She massages the soft mound of my sex and curls the hidden hair around her fingers. She strokes over the hood of my clit and probes into the moist and itchy cleft underneath. She lets go of my nipples and says: »Poor girl, so wet down there too!« In a swift move she is on her knees and tugs my shorts down, lets them fall to the floor. She adores my young pussy with obvious joy for a little while, but then she hangs one of my legs over her shoulders to create better access. I certainly could use. “I’ve been trying & trying to make you want to look at me& wondering & wondering why you don’t; I was even beginningto think you didn’t love me!”“Oh my poor, sweet tantalizing angel! If only you knew how Ilove and treasure every little square inch of you”“Centimeters Daddy . . . . I like our secret, Daddy. So now canyou always LOOK at my panties? Properly, like you’re lookingNOW, like you can see through them, see my pussy?”I take a big risk and run my finger lightly over my slit, as if to say. ' Jesus Mother,... Jesus ! '... he cried out,... gripping my arm tight. ' Oh Michael ',... I whispered, still clenching his hardened cock, pulsing away in delight. Michael twisted and squealed as he emptied his balls onto his chest. The moment came fast and so did my thought. ' Oh Mother,... Jesus mom ',... he said in the dark. ' My oh my '... I said, as I leaned into his body, my breasts sweeping his warm cum aside. Targeting his mouth by his breath, I kissed him softly.