It took a lot to keep myself from coming. “OH GOD I’M COMING!” she screamed as her juices flooded her pussy. I turned her around and positioned ...er on top of me. She began to rock her body against mine; her finger nails digging into my pectorals drawing a little blood. I started to bounce her up and down on my dick, making her cry out every time I thrust upward. I began to drill her now, thrusting my hips upward to meet hers, rocking her body against mine. I took her hips in my hands and shoved. Or Mistress Pamela and Betsy wetsy as they called each other after today's therapy. The sight of little Pamela dressed in jeans and a mans shirt pulling the half dressed blonde was priceless. Pam's sweater was so tight around Betsy's big braless boobs that it threatened to burst at the seams. And the pleated schoolgirl skirt that hardly fit Pam gaped open at the side and was so short it barely covered the freshly spanked rear of the red- faced dyke. I had used one of her sneaker laces to tie. Having given Paul several blowjobs I knew his cock was only about 6 inches and that my lady dick would easily dwarf his manhood. He had always been a little a insecure about his cock size. The question would always come up if he was big enough for me and of course I'd say size doesn't matter. But I knew size does matter and it was the perfect time to show him what a real dick looked like. I untied my robe and let it slide off my shoulders down to the floor until I was standing before him with. Here is the remainder of our first, last n only meeting.Of course I was in my whaleskin leggings n tight t-shirt with my over the knee flat boots and a wrap. Sat, spoke briefly with Crystal as my stomach was already in knots... I'd never ever done anything like this... Meet someone from another country online in person... Omg my mind, heart, thoughts were all just racing, my mind swimming with anticipation of what could potentially happen to me. Crystal asks quietly why I'm so tense, would I be.