She took her nails and scratched at his balls. They were so tight right now, and so sensitive. He jumped a little. She tickled them a bit until he st...rted to squirm and giggle. His hard cock bobbed helplessly in the air. Adding a bit more lube she continued her handjob. He inhaled sharply at the change in sensation. He was still close so she kept the pace slow. She didn’t want him to lose the feeling but didn’t want him to shoot just yet. She moved up to the head again, which seemed a bit more. Without saying a word, I slip two fingers in her bare honey pot. Slowly my fingers penetrate the depths of Natalie's wetness. Her hips instinctively undulate under my touch as my other hand takes the suntan lotion bottle. I drizzle the lotion on her heaving tits and erect nipples."Oh God Eunice, please fuck me!" When I am ready, sweetie."Putting down the bottle, I spread the lotion over her beautiful orbs. My fingers pinch and pull Natalie's nubs as I begin to slowly fuck her tasty pussy with. "Don't react. Don't move, don't look, don't speak."She knew exactly to what he was leading. "Is he there again?" Yes," he whispered, peeking through her locks to get a better look. "But I don't think it's a 'he'. I still think it's a 'she'." Women don't peep," she responded chuckling. "That's a guy thing." Think so?" Of course I do," she said, kissing his neck as she rocked her hips back and forth in an attempt to postpone a cramp that would ultimately force them to separate. "But if you want. “Look at you!” She was looking sheepish but clearly buoyed up by the appreciation and attention. “Look at those curves!” “I love this!”She was wearing a very short black skirt and a vest top plus white high heels. She looked like the dogs, fucking, dinner. Still though….“Do a catwalk walk…” I instructed.“Noooo… all you’re going to do is look at me.”“It’s all I’m supposed to do.” I said while laughing in a good natured way. “Hey, stand on the coffee table, I wanna get a good look.”She resisted.