My hands filled with her firm breasts, and I started massaging the two wonderful orbs, bringing a low moan to her throat. I quietly reminded her that ...e were not alone in the house, as it was too early for my parents to have left. She nodded her understanding, but continued her little moans every time I squeezed one of her breasts.The warmth of her rear against my groin brought me to full erection, and she slipped a hand between her legs, guiding the head of my penis into her slippery folds,. Taking gingerly steps she approached me. The heels accentuated her long slender legs.I took her hand and pulled her in a squat next to my chair. “Perch on those heels right here,” I directed. I held her hand as she adjusted herself on the heels. She looked up at me quizzically.“You will eat from my fingers” I told her.That is what I did. I had her hold her hands in her lap and I would hold pieces of food at her mouth and she would nibble at them from my fingers. I had mashed potatoes on the end. They were so soft, so perfect. I reached behind her back with my other hand and undid the clasp of her bra, she let them fall to the ground and I bent my head and kissed them, swirling my tongue around her nipple and sucking it gently. ‘Oh, baby, that feels so good,’ she moaned as she pulled my head to her closer. I sucked harder and she shivered. ‘Are you cold?’ I asked her. She shook her head and put her arms around me. I kissed her while I scooped her up in my arms and gently sat her on. He'd fucked me the first time around so I assumed that he must've enjoyed that. So, when he was really hard and almost begging for it, I sat down on his cock slowly, imagining my husband cumming at the sight of it. I rode the guy for a time, moaning louder than I usually would have, until he pushed me from him and guided me to lie down on my belly. He thrust his cock inside me from behind, fucking me hard. We were facing the camera now and I didn't have to pretend to enjoy it. It didn't take.