I watched week after week as Sandra became more daring. She started by wearing a shorter skirt and more revealing top under her conservative clothes. ...he would “shed” her mousey church clothes once she was in the door and wouldn’t put them on again until time to leave. Soon she was adding some makeup in the bathroom after she arrived. She still wasn’t the center of attention, but she could meet people and hang out with them.This is also when I noticed that Sandra was rather cute. She had long. Three or four more trips to the well had my clit slippery, slimy and screaming for salvation I pushed those sweltering hot nylon French panties down around my thighs, dragged Doug over and under me by his penis and lifted my left leg up as far as my stretched underpants would allow. He squeezed under me and I felt it push against my vulva. There’s no thrill in life like feeling a hot dry penis sear into one’s tight but juicy pussy. With a few pumps and a few humps I was loose and ready for. ”I asked, “So you’re not mad about it?”She laughed and replied, “Hell no! My old man has been worthless ever since that motorcycle accident a year or so ago. He can’t get the damn thing up even Viagra doesn’t help. I still have my needs though. He tried to satisfy me with oral sex but that only lasted about two weeks and he stopped that too, not that he was any good at it.”Shirley said, “Oh God” then shuddered in her first orgasm. “That was so fucking good. You can’t believe how badly I needed. The one time she had let him shoot in her mouth it had tasted horrible, unlike Billy's sperm which was like the most delicious wine Sharon had ever drunk."Oh yeah!" groaned Howard as he pushed his fat cock deep between Sharon's red lips, "That's it, suck my cock Bitch." Howard took hold of her head with one hand, guiding her up and down on his shaft as he pumped slowly with his hips, fucking her face lustily. He reached down and roughly squeezed and mauled at her big tits while he drove his.