She turned a few more pages, and I watched her, stimulating myself as gently as I could, so as to not have an accident. “Aaaaaaah!” Mrs Hotter moa...ed again. Then she sighed like nothing I’d ever heard before.There was more page turning, more moaning, more of Mrs Hotter’s hand moving while I tried with all my might to contain my excitement. “Oh, I like the look of that!” she breathed at one point, I glanced at the magazine, to see what she found so titillating, but maybe it wasn’t the magazine. When the cum flew up and landed on me, you know, these heavy drops jumping up and striking me, so softly but so, mm, so strong, it was... it was exciting, but at the same time it was soothing, it was... comforting, and very dark, very... primitive..." Ronnie smiled weakly. She closed the book, saying, "I guess Steven's right. I don't think there are words for it."Martha said, prompting her, "There was a sense of power? Remember? You said the guy always seemed to be in control, and you wanted to. She got on top of me as I sat on the sofa. After a few minutes, I was so excited I want to piledrive her arsehole. I put a pillow on the ground and started to piledrive her.She was in ecstasy that her tongue was out like a mad dog getting fucked. Seeing this made me too excited that I came into her arsehole.I pushed her aside on the ground and sat on the sofa. I was gasping for air. Kalpana came near and sucked the cum out of my dick. I got up and spread my slutty best friend’s ass cheeks and. She liked how the dress looked on her but she was a little too scared to wear it. The dress wasn’t something you would want to wear in public unless you don’t mind exposing yourself. That was one reason she liked it because there was a danger side to it that made it appealing.The dress opens up wide in the front and down past her belly button. It was loose and only covered half of her breasts with a hint of her areola sticking out. There were only two small straps holding it up and if they slid.