His legs squeezed her sides. Her hands kept moving down his thighs and away from his most sensitive area. She watched his reaction to see if he would ...e frustrated, anxious or pissed off but he looked pleasantly teased as he stretched like a cat waking up and had the Cheshire grin to match.She ran her hands up again along the tops of his thighs across his abdomen to his hips. Coming back down however, her hands again met in the middle and slowly traced the hardness of his member. His face was a. They'd see me riding you, fucking you, in this naughty dress of mine!’It seemed as if Irmgard decided, there and then, to put on a show for the wintry forest outside. As she twisted and stretched with arms raised and her head thrown back in ecstatic bliss, her boobs escaped their pretend covering.And Stefan – in company with Irmgard’s imagined watcher who lurked outside – was invited to watch as she lasciviously rode into a storm. Alternating between a sinuously slow grinding and a bucking,. ..please…” I begged as they moved away from me.“Get up, bitch” Marcus demanded and then lay down on his back on the bed. “I want you to ride my cock. And then when I’m buried in your little white cunt, my twin is going to fuck your tight little ass... You will like it, slut…”I climbed over and straddled his black thighs. I kneeled over his big black cock, my pink pussy just resting on the head. I slowly started sliding down his hard shaft, letting my wet cunt eat inch after inch of that black. Your pussy burning with anticipation. Your lips warm, poised, ready, eager. You can feel my finger against them. My lips barely touching your neck. This is what you've been waiting for, darling.My lips feel like two burning hot cigarette stumps against your neck. Burning with pleasure and scarring you with their absence and the removal of the pleasure you associated with having them pressed against you. My tongue, ever so lightly licking and flicking across your neck. A burst of sensation every.