I never could. You have to twist halfway around to even look at it in a mirror. I have to see what I hate every day, in the mirror when I shave, or in...other people’s eyes. I can’t hide it. So I do know, don’t I?’ He sat back, and lit a cigarette as he stared at the wall. ‘If you really want to know, I’ll tell you everything that I saw.’ She nodded her head, ‘I might as well hear it.’ He spoke low to keep it private, since he didn’t know where Jillian was. ‘You are in your early thirties, a bit. The big money on hold ups, though there are those convinced they’ve seen the outline of a suspender clasp under her skirt.Once a month we all headed for the pub after work on a Friday. There was kitty money to be drunk. The boss was always asked along, but never turned up, claiming ‘that rugby lot are always in there. It’s far too noisy’ We proposed other venues, but no, she wasn’t going to play.The money on Christine Harper shaving her pussy bald as a coot was stacking up too, though a couple. " I withdrew my prick feeling abandoned, lay on my back and sighed as she guided my penis back into her vagina, she sat up and I ran my hands over her stomach and up to her breasts, the erect nipples showing her state of arousal, I teased them with my fingers, she covered my hands with hers, guiding me, I covered her entire breasts and squeezed, she slowly rocked her hips rubbing her clit against my pubic bone and bit her lip, she looked devine, I wanted to come with her, feel my release as she. I got a strong hard on again. I wanted to have slow smooth sex instead of being an animal I have always been. We lied next to each other with her back to me, in a spooning position. My love pole was wresting on her ass crack. I put my finger in her love hole and it was dripping wet, so I smeared some saliva on my cock and pushed it inside from her back. It slowly went in she let out a soft moan “ummmaah”.. I kept it inside for a minute. Lifted her leg a bit to push it deeper. She was breathing.