“Look at the wild pleasure she’s having,” she whispers before the sound of the zipper cuts through the air. The playful wriggle of her hips, eno...gh for her skirt to loosen from her hips but needed a little tug of her hands to slip over her pert bottom before falling in a crumpled heap at her heeled feet.Before me, my eyes feast on her. The intricate lace tops of her stockings cling against her toned and bronzed thighs. Matching lace upon the rise of her hips that disappears between the cheeks. She turned again and stalked toward Donna. There was no other word for it, she stalked the several paces from the bed to the chair, then knelt on the arms of the chair and pushed her panty-covered pussy right in Donna’s face.“I said I like it rough sometimes, but that doesn’t just mean you get to be rough to me, lover!”She ground herself into Donna’s face and when she felt Donna’s grab at her ass, she backed off again with a very sexy little smile. She looked at Donna and had to grin to. He saw her reach behind her back and wondered what she was doing. He realized she had unhooked her bra and was moving the straps down her bent arms. She then pulled the garment through her armholes and threw it on top of her jacket. Even without a bra her breasts maintained their perkiness, despite their generous size. She cupped her hands over them and pinched her nipples. They now stood right up, poking hard through the fabric of her top.. “Do you like that trick?” she asked innocently in a. I wasway to powerful for her and f****d my weight on her andlet my cock drain its’ last drops of cream.Tears welled up in her eyes and she simpered in Englishthat I should have pulled out.“You came in me. You shouldn’t have done that.”I looked into her eyes and asked, “You’re Catholic,Yes?”She nodded, and I reminded her that it was a sin tospill my seed. It must be allowed to do its’ divinepurpose.“You Catholic?” she.