Lynn’s high heels made her just the right height for a stand up fuck but before Bob could penetrate the wife. Bob pushed hard between Lynn’s legs...sawing back and forth on her cunt lips. Lynn’s legs were tiring so she sat down on the sofa and spread her legs. Bob got into position and Lynn told her hubby to guide Bob’s big cock into her tight little snatch. Hubby found her opening and steadied the large dick. Bob pushed and the bulbous head busted through her lips and into her pussy. Lynn. I put a new pair of denim jeans on which I thought made me look good and walked down to the bus stop to greet her, the bus spluttered to a halt and I took her hand as she strode off with a beautiful big smile,"Do you like T bone steaks?" I asked her and she nodded,"I've never had one, but I'm hungry" Go on then, put them on and I'll pour us out a drink" I watched as she put them in the pan, she wore a light blue two piece suit and matching blue shoes,"You look lovely Brenda" I said politely and. Bob wasn’t sure what she was doing, or what she expected him to do but after a short pause, but he knew what he was touching. He had never played with any other man’s cock, let alone a beautiful woman with a limp cocktail sausage. Not knowing what to do, curiosity took hold and he started twiddling his fingers around the small flaccid dick that was now slowly waking up, like he was checking it was what he thought it was. Looking into her eyes, she was waiting for some kind of reply, but he. I felt a need within me that had never been so strong. We kissed deeply and passionately, taking no notice of the time. I had never been kissed like this before. There was so much more to it than a simple kiss. There was love passing between us. Soon we were so close that my breasts were pressed against his chest, and I could feel his hardened dick against my thigh. Dean pulled away ever so slightly, breaking our kiss. He stared deep into my eyes for what felt like forever. ‘What’s wrong?’ I.