,,,say yes." Ok. Tomorrow? What time?"***I decided to ride my motorcycle over because of the ease of parking. I knocked on their apartment door.Karen ...nswered the door. She had dolled herself up some. Curled hair, lipstick, makeup, earrings, perfume. She had on a cute sun dress that buttoned up the front and high heels. The dress was above the knee and flowy at the hem.Karen asked me in and after closing the door walked at me with her arms raised again. I hugged her just like before and decided. Her back arched and my finger slid deep into her cunt. Her hips were humping my hand. Her head back over the edge of the bath.“Oh my God!” she screamed. “Fuck me, you bitch! Finger fuck my cunt you little whore!”I had never ever heard my nan use any swer word in my life and now she was cursing me as she came and her body bucked and writhed.Then I felt it. Hot spurts on my hand. She was squirting and moaning and crying and slowly coming back from the paradise she’d been to.“Nan?” I said. . He looked down at my hands clutching his shirt; he was not pleased. He looked up and glared at me, and then lowered his gaze to my clenched fists, and then lower still to my heaving breasts, now exposed since my arms were pinned to my sides, they were being pushed upward and out of my low cut dress. Our eyes met again but his chiseled face had softened. He was inclined to offer me a deal. He lowered me to floor, my toes touching first and then my heels. He pushed down on my shoulders and I. He snatched her body tight to his and she wrapped her arms around his neck. Eventually the kiss broke and they stood lost in each other’s eyes. Not content to allow the moment to pass, Jessie kissed her husband again, this time transitioning quickly to his neck. Her hands went to his waistline and started to undo his belt buckle. He responded in kind, reaching for the hem of her sundress and caressing her tender flesh underneath. The hem slowly crawled upward under his guidance until his hands.