She liked the filthy fucktalk, and she took it as well as she dished it out. This was a plus for us both, every time she grunted out some dirty demean...ng statement my dick got even harder. And every time I returned an equally rude remark, she humped her wet slit over my thigh. It left a trail where she rubbed, a slick patch of her own fucklube and it seeped through the cloth of my slacks straight away. It was time to get out of my clothes now, for sure. I rose up onto my knees and looked down. They were either saintly women who saw good in everything and everyone or they were harsh disciplinarians, always ready to rap someone's knuckles with a ruler. Sister Mary seemed to fit into the latter category." I suggest," She told me, her Irish brogue rolling off of her tongue. " That ye start with the trim over in that corner. Don't forget to put down the drop cloths and to take the fixtures off the walls. That should take ye most of the day. Tomorrow ye can start with the rollers." She. She loved seeing him squirm under her touch. Amy lowered her head and began flicking her tongue around the crown of her husband’s rigid member. She always felt her naughtiest in the middle of the afternoon, and today was no exception. She parted her lips and took his head into her mouth, swirling her tongue around it. He let out a long moan as her saliva dripped down his shaft. Amy looked up to see her husband staring down at her. Looking back at him Amy said, “Well, this just won’t do.” Amy. Christy touched her lips."How was he Christy." she asked the girl.Christy looked up at her."Good." she said.Billy looked surprised.Chrsty kissed him again. Lisa watched as Billy returned the kiss, his hand was on Christy's arm around her waist, he slid it under her arm and his finger touched her erect nipple.Christy, closed her eyes, she was falling into the kiss.Lisa reached over and took Billy's free hand she placed it on Chrisy's tit."Feel them Billy, feel those young tits, feel what she's.