I stood rooted in my spot as I stared at him in admiration, his big hairy body almost seeming to fill the room with his strong masculine presence."Lik... what you see, Joey?" he asked teasingly as he stood there in only a pair of brilliant white fitted boxers, white socks and tan work boots. Oh geez, did he ever look hot. His legs were like strong massive tree trunks as he stood with his feet about shoulder-width apart and his hands on his hips. Beneath the bright white cotton of his underwear, I. As soon as his face was clear, she kissed him.Peter returned her kiss, his hands pushing her sweat pants toward the floor, making sure to catch her panties with his fingers. Susan’s hands were busy with his belt, his fly, and soon they were standing there, their nearly naked bodies pressed together, hands groping and both immobilized by a mess of clothing around their ankles. Susan started to giggle, and Peter began to laugh.“We’re never going to get anywhere this way,” he said. He shuffled. " She sat on the edge next to him. She could see he was still a bit nervous of her so didn't sit too close. He was only dressed in t-shirt and boxers and she wondered if she ought to go out and let him dress, but he didn't seem bothered."I don't know if you realise about your mum, and I'm not making this up, but she is very submissive by nature and actually likes to have someone take control and be a little domineering of her. Do you understand what I'm saying?" Yes, I sort of know. It's like. He has to do something this time. Besides, this is his room. He forces open the door but what he spots inside the room is nothing like he expected.He sees two people on a bed. One of those is unmistakingly fucking the absolute shit out of the other. Currently tightly hugging her pillow is a blonde on all fours taking it from behind. Her round and plump tits sway with each powerful thrust. Having her face buried inside the pillow and screaming her lungs outshe doesn't even notice you at all. Her.