And below her, ken was moaning as well. max did his best to make yummy's asshole as slippery as he could.yummy whooped when max parted her ceks and sh...ved his cock into her little brown opening as deeply as he could---without the usual thumb-bum-and-fingers-surrounding-her-clitty warm up.sounds came from three levels.yummy: ''oh! fuck me good!''from below yummy: '' oh, dear god, don't stop. lease don't stop!from behind yummy: ''poor bastard has never been titty fucked before, has he?from below. The first technique required me to stand below her knees, and push the massage pressure up her thighs. As she relaxed into it, I started to let my thumbs press lower and lower between her legs, and then end with a sweeping motion the barely missed stroking her labia. She had no tension there, other than what I hoped to create. I moved to stand at her side and pull the massage pressure up her thighs. I used both hands on each thigh, and switched legs on each stroke. Needless to say, the hand. Her shift had just started and she walked straight up to me and said, "Where have you two been? I have been dreaming of somebody like you - hoping I'd find a sexy couple to entertain and dance with. You both are so hot." And so was she. She had a perfectly beautiful hourglass figure. She had warm brown eyes and long brown hair. She had large, beautiful breasts that bounced when she walked. She was secure with herself, and I wanted to see more. Grinning at my man, I slipped a dollar under her. Put her shoes in the closet ("White knickers," said Thorny) and modeled her lithe form in her bedroom mirror. When she stood in front of the mirror in her slip, Bud felt a cold sweat break out on his forehead. He wiped his hands on his pants, careful not to lose his grip on the field glasses. This was as far as she'd gone the day before but she didn't seem to be heading for the curtains yet.Bud heard Thorny sigh as Kelly pulled off her panties, bent over, and gave them another good look at her.