She was dressed so sexy: a short red dress, high heels and of course, no panties…After kissing me goodbye, Ana left moving her round nice hips. She ...old me it would take at least half an hour to meet her lover.I stayed there sitting on the coach, sipping a glass of my favorite scotch…After forty minutes, my phone chirped to life. I snatched the phone up. And there it was. Just a single photo. The image was a close up of a woman in red dress sitting on a sofa, her legs open, short skirt pulled. She did this two more times, before slipping two fingers, into her tight, needy, hole. She pumped slowly at first, but within a minute, she was pistoning her fingers with all her strength. With a gutteral grunt, Storm slipped her other hand under her lover's top, pinching the first nipple her fingers came to. "Hell yes!" young Jubilee cried out at once. "Pinch'em for me, Storm. Pinch my nipples harder!" You like that, don't you, girl?" Storm whispered huskily, applying more pressure and. ”“So you might be a dad after all,” she said, perking up some for me.“Maybe,” I said casually. “It depends on what we want and what she wants.”“I KNOW what YOU want,” Emma teased suggestively. “You want a milk-maid of your very own.”“Very cute,” I told her. “I still think a pregnant girl looks really hot,” I defended myself, “and so what if I’m curious what breast milk tastes like?”“I’m not saying it’s wrong,” she backed up right away. “I just think it’s cute how you look forward to it and most. I assume she could feel my hardened cock pushed against her at the same time, as we shared our first kiss and my hands ran over her bare shoulders and back, moving down to her sexy tight little arse, still with her jeans on. We continued kissing for several minutes and I continued to explore her body with my hands as I kissed her neck and ran my fingers through her hair. I could tell we were both getting really turned on, but we had plans for the evening so we broke it up and said to each other.