She moved her hands over the other woman, and as she did so, she let the patch of closely cropped hair on her mound brush over the blonde's leg. Just ...he faintest smile touched Christi's lips when she saw the catch in Arilee's breath every time her pussy brushed against the other woman.Christi inched her hands forward a bit more to rub Ari's outer thighs with firm pressure. Ari's eyes had drooped closed, but they opened with Christi’s touch, and the Duchess could see just the hints of arousal. And Emma certainly hadn’t. The White Queen could only achieve orgasm by knowing she was taking something that didn’t belong to her; Jean knew that once Scott and Emma had become a couple the only way Emma had been able to cum was by resorting to petty theft. The need to take made her horny as hell and despite all Scott did (and he was an amazing lover, both women would agree on that!) he couldn’t get Emma to spray all over his cock unless she had taken it from someone else. Once his dick was. She looked at it and her face contorted into angry look as she pushed against the wall and farther onto my cock which was dancing inside her. I positioned her so that her face was almost touching the pic of Bob, she licked her lips and became even more aggressive, I pounded into her as the picture began shaking and she grabbed it and tossed it on the bed. She placed her long foot on his pillow flexing and curling her toes. " Lets share this moment with him " she said. We dropped on top of the. I remained detached and objective.Well ... I did slip up twice ... and that was one of my biggest regrets, but they did afford me a couple of the best fucks that I'd ever experienced during my somewhat boring life of 60 years.The first slip-up involved Erin. I was 40 years old at the time, and just a little fragile after my wife of 20 years divorced me.Erin was 25 years old, a short-haired brunette, 5ft 6ins tall, very slim with small cupcake sized breasts. She was attractive in a librarian.