You take the palm of your right hand and put it on the base of my cock. You hold it up against your pussy lips and rub them back and forth on it. Yo... grab the hand rail with your left hand and get up on your feet. You reach down with your right hand and grab the base of my cock. You slowly squat down on my hard shaft. Once I’m all the way in you, you let go with your right hand. You are still holding the hand rail with your left as you turn around and look over your right shoulder at me. . I gently moved my hands down her neck to her shoulders, and then out to her upper arms, aided by the generous cut of the shirt. Running my hands from her upper arms back to her neck and face, I repeated the pattern up and down, upper arms, shoulders, neck, lips, cheeks, and back down She was breathing faster now, obviously enjoying the feel of my fingers and hands on her bare skin. When I looked at her crotch, I could see the clear outline of her labia, and realized that she was already highly. With a feline grace, Gwydion slipped into the spa. After pouring the wine, he turned and handed Serena a glass. “To Fate,” he purred, holding his glass up. Serena tapped the rim of her glass to his, then took a small sip of the wine. “So,” Serena began, watching his throat as he drank his glass down, “Gwydion, what does your name mean?” He looked at her, the amused twinkle in his eye diminishing the wicked grin it accompanied, “It means: God of Magic.” Serena snorted in an unladylike manner,. He was no virgin, but none of the three girls he had fucked had attacked him with the knowing precision, the fierce joy that his mother displayed. And none, he quickly realized, had had a cunt so burningly tight! Not even Sally Field's pussy had been this tight, he thought, and she had surrendered her cherry to him! Marie's cunt still bore a slight coating of Paul's orgasmic spew which, together with her own erotic juices, thoroughly lubricated every portion of the tunnel awaiting her son's big.