I ran my palm over the outside of my shirt, kneading and squeezing softly, knowing in a few moments it would be his hands on my body not my own. While...my left hand caressed my nipples and brought them to hard sensitive peaks my right hand slowly slipped between my knees and pressed against the tender flesh of my inner thigh. Mimicking the way his hand travelled up my leg I slowly raised my skirt until I felt my fingers gently brush the hot, hairless lips of my pussy. With a quick turn of the. All I could see was her head bobbing up and down and her arse which also gave me a great view of her wet pussy and all this soon brought my cock back to life, help by a bit of rubbing from yours truly.I got on my knees behind her and slowly edged my now rock-hard cock up and down her crack before slowly rubbing her soaked pussy lips, this brought on a loud moan from Danni and as I inched myself inside her it forced her further down onto Harry’s cock.As I built up some speed her pussy was. However I believe Eddie Stover should have to take a bow as being in a class all by himself.The year was 1947 and thirty year old Eddie worked on the Sorrel Farm out near Fairview. Missus Sorrel was no prize beauty; let that be said up front. She was about thirty years old her own self and a little on the dumpy side. She was sloppy dressed in the best of times and usually very unkempt. But to Eddie she was beauty incarnate. When she walked out to the hen house to gather the eggs Eddie watched. My mouth was very dry from having my pantiesshoved in them for so long and I was actually quite relieved whenthe first man moistened my mouth with his hot jism. At least theyuntied me when they had finished with me, which is more than thefirst group had done. They did walk off with my panties though! Ihad a change of clothes in the girls locker room but that was atthe other end of the gym and I was totally naked. I looked around the change room for some kind of clothing or atowel but there was.