I had to book a Saturday off work but when Andrea arrived at around twelve-thirty she looked amazing, and she carried a small overnight bag containing...those feminine essentials. She may be six years older than I am but her stylish elegance and gorgeous figure meant that she stood out from the crowd, and it was great that she’d come to visit me. My home is an eco-friendly lodge set in a managed woodland development. It’s compact and bijou with just one bedroom at the top of a spiral staircase. I. She expertly deepthroated me putting me on the verge of coming.She stood up again,took off her jeans,slipped her panties down and jumped onto the kitchen table.She lay down with her legs ope and said'Come here young man.Bring that nice young cock over here'.I stood up and came over to her.'Thats it.Now put it in me.I want you to fuck me young man'.She wrapped her legs tightly around me as i began to thtust in and out of her pussy.As i began to pound her i was close to coming again.I pushed my. "They've run her out of the camp. Left ten or twelve men back there with bad fevers and big sores on their shriveled cocks." By damn," the man said, still holding Chrissie's arm. "Don' believe ya. Look at 'er." Show him, Christine," I said to her. "Don't be afraid." No," she squealed, pulling free. The highwayman tossed her skirt up on her lap, yanked her knees apart and gaped at the foul matter oozing from the girl's light-haired crotch. Her cunny was already red and swollen and the viscous. And he never offered any information.These clothes tended to err on the side of slutty, which suited me fine.“Here you go, start with these baby,” said George, handing me some exquisite blue-violet nylon panties.I slipped these on.He then handed me a package of black pantyhose. I opened it and slipped them on as well.Then he gave me a short pink halter top. The panties and pantyhose were in plain view.Finally, he gave me some high heeled sandals with straps I tied around my legs.“That’s it,”.