My tongue explored your mouth as my fingers eagerly fucked you. Pulling away from my face, you grabbed at my belt frantically, tugging at it until it ...as unfastened before unzipping and pulling my pants open. Yanking down on my boxers, my stiff, throbbing prick sprang upward as my pants collapsed to the floor. Your delicate fingers wrapped around my cock as you squeezed it firmly. I gasped, my breath heaving from the sensation of your cool skin gripping me. I pulled up the hem of your dress as. Jane gave Charles an inquisitive look before she said, "Come and look inthe mirror."Charles hesitated to follow her, but as Jane pulled at his arm, he wentalong with her."Do you see what I'm seeing?" Jane asked as she pointed at the mirror andstared into Charles' eyes."I guess," Charles replied."And what do you see?" The two of us," Charles replied, being intentionally vague.Jane grinned as she asked, "Why don't you describe us?"Charles stared into the mirror and gazed at his reflection. He. Time to change my agent but that would have to wait. Groping for my keys that were stuck in my pocket, I calculated that I had enough time to screw Greta, pack my bag and make it to the airport. That was if there was no traffic on the way….. Greta was even better without clothes. Her body was soft and hard in all the right places. A pair of legs that loved wrapping themselves around my neck when I stuck my tongue into her pussy and a pair of tits that bounced when she sat on top of me. She arrived at something that took her fancy but must have been at the back of the freezer, and this time I saw the bottom of her soft breasts as she bent over. I said she was mature but her breasts looked quite firm from what I could see and they were definitely not covered by a bra. She was leaning right in and was lifting her leg to balance in a provocative way, her short skirt rising as she did so. I bent down to tie my shoelace - not that it needed tying - and I was suprised that I could.