George began to breathe heavier and deeper as his orgasm built. He was no longer worried about getting caught. All he was worried about was getting of.... George was so engrossed in his fantasy that he was shocked to feel a hand on his knee. Looking up, he saw Telsa standing in front of him. She crooked her finger at him, opened the screen door of his house, and stepped inside. As if she had a spell on him, George stood up, grabbed his cane and followed her through the house to the back porch,. She slipped her hand under the table and let it rest on mine as I slowly slid my hand up and down on top of her thigh giving the flesh an occasional gentle squeeze. Connie's hand slid off mine and she pulled the fabric of her dress to the side and from under my hand. She pressed her silk covered thigh up against my hand and I continued my gentle caress along the top of her leg. The silk felt incredible under my palm, and as I continued Connie turned her head and whispered in my ear, "Go higher. I a slow motion I twist and slide one long needle back out of her nipple with a small trail, causing her to posture even more as it exits and she gasps and twitches through the sensations. Then the second as she stretches tall as it slides out and leaves a trail, she pants in short breathes like a dog holding her posture knowing the last will please me the most. I twist and pull her nipples still attached by the long steel teasing the pebble and pinching it making her squeak, then I grasp her. And yes,” She clarified, her voice breathy and full of desire: “that does include my sweet...virgin...ass. Clear?” “Crystal.” I croaked. “That’s a good little slut,” She murmured, returning her attention to her playmate’s lap. I was becoming aware that my legs were aching. I was still standing over the couch, looking down with trepidation at my beautiful girlfriend’s angelic face. her lips shone with a messy coat of saliva, and her hand was wrapped around, apparently, my challenge for the.