A subtle invitation of sorts.You laugh softly because you know you have won...but you are not finished yet.You slide your fingers out of my totally ar...used pussy and move up to my puckered arse.? I stop dead.? You begin on my clit again.? I am again moving to the rhythm you are creating when i feel you cock against my ass.? Now you have me?in such a frenzy that I can't stop.? I know not to cum without your permission but it is taking all I have not to cum.? It is at that moment you slide your. He felt my hard nipple and said "oh, that's nice".He played with my nipple and I could feel that it was relaxing me. I moaned softly."Ah, you are ready" he said. "Ready? Can we go inside?" I replied. "No. Turn around".He turned me around and took hold of my hips."Ass up". I did what he asked."Further", he demanded."I can't, my ankle is hurting". "Here?" he grabbed my ankle "ouch!!! yes!" well then, ass up!" he grabbed my ankle tighter. "oh no" I thought, as he pulled with his hands at my. When she stepped aside, Sylvia looked more closely at her friend's pussy."Are you wet?" she asked with a giggle when she thought she spied a sheen of moisture between her friend's pussy lips. "Fuck yes, this turns me on heaps!" Allison said and as her friends watched, she ran a finger between her lips and then dragged it up over her clit shuddering. "My turn," Sarah hissed, urging Allison to swap places with her. Sylvia just shuffled around to accommodate them. Like Allison had, Sarah stripped. Before long, her mobile tongue, hot lips, and nimble fingers had him steel-hard once more. Carol, who was still as turned on as she’d been when the young man arrived at her house, mounted Stacey and impaled herself on his tumescence. She began moving her hips up and down slowly, once more experiencing exquisite sensations, fanning the smoldering embers of passion glowing inside her into a white-hot blaze of need. Stacey, equally aroused, began thrusting up off the bed, shaking his partner. He.