The naked girl looked up from her ministrations and smiled at her before plunging her face back in to Alisons sex. Alison tried to protest, but the sa...e muffled grunt came out. The older woman, dressed in her underwear, was sliding off her knickers as she gazed down at Alison from the side of the bed. She wore an old fashioned corset and a petticoat that she hiked up around her waist to remove her undergarment, revealing black silk stockings held up by frilly garters. The woman slid on to the. You feel your balls pull tight against your body and worry this will be over before it’s even begun.That’s when the fun begins. His hands grab the fleshy parts of your cheeks and pull you back on him. There is enough discomfort to pull your from the edge as you plateau out and reach that pleasure/pain realm. Your ass is loose and pliable now, enjoying the hard ride. You feel dirty and alive taking someone in your ass, feeling him swell and listening to him struggle to maintain control. The. ” This came out somewhat breathily. Having been taught that it wasn’t very polite to do, the next question still came out, “How old are you?” “Twenty-four. I just turned last month.” Her voice was a bit heavier than before. “And what about you? You’re not jailbait are you?” With that I look over and to my surprise, she was rubbing her pussy through her yoga pants and judging by the wet spot in the crotch, it looked like she was doing it since she put her foot on the seat.“No, I’m nineteen,” I. Needing something to ease my nerves, I settled back on the bed and slowly teased myself with my fingers some more. By the time 7 o’clock rolled around I was dripping wet and my nipples were rock hard with lust.“Hi, dirty girl,” she chirped after letting the phone ring half a dozen time, my heart pounding harder each time.“Hi. It’s Jenny,” I managed, my voice catching a little, making her laugh. It was a delightful sound. Without even thinking, my hand settled between my thighs and began.