They sat together on the lounge, sipping at the coffee and drinks. There was a slow number playing on the CD and Eric asked Jenny to dance. She went i...to his arms and nestled her face into his neck. He could smell the perfume of her hair and her fresh earthy odour of her body, probably from her shower soap. He pulled her closer and she felt his hardness resting on her belly. Then she knew that they both wanted the same thing that night. He was sitting closer now. He had laid her on the lounge. My pussy was currently a mess of thick moist liquid, I was so fucking wet it was unreal and I couldn't help myself. My hands slipped down and I began to please myself immediately. I inserted my right hand's ring and middle finger into my sopping cunt and viciously rubbed my clit with the other. His hands were released, gripping my cheek and tugging a handful of hair he started to use my mouth as a tool for his own pleasure. It was wonderful. Both my mouth and pussy were oozing fluid, I drooled. "Hey, Mr P did you know all your carpets wet out here?" she shouted. I came to an unspoken agreement with myself a couple of years ago. If Flubberguts was still available when she was of marriageable age, no matter my feelings about women in general and marriage specifically, I'd marry her. She was as uncomplicated an individual that you would ever like to meet, not an iota of spite or mischief in her luscious body. Her breasts never did stop growing just the rate of growth decreased. Even at. He was being guided strictly by instinct in this.For at least ten minutes he kept humping his cock into the still slumbering woman under him. He could beel his balls tighten, a sure sign that he was about to spurt out his cum."Ooooh! Wha... what's going on?" Mac finally groaned as she fluttered her eyes open.The next bang of her head on the cabinet refreshed her memory as to what was happening to her. When her eyes focused and saw Jingo still standing over her, she realized that his cock, and.