” I shimmied forward a little, very aware my bottom was now the highest point of my body, and my erection was clamped between Clara’s silken thigh.... I looked back, and sure to her word, I saw Clara’s stocking tops this time from the floor up. She was perched on the very edge of the chair. I gazed hungrily at her black sheer stockings, contrasting beautifully with her pale white thighs, and felt my erection stiffen. “Now, my dear. Cup your hand - like this - and then smack that naughty bottom,. Her hand covered mine on her pussy as she f***ed herself onto my prick telling me to put my fingers into her as she caressed her clit. ‘Oh, YES!!’ She screamed out. Suddenly she was cumming! As she came her ass clenched around my staff squeezing me to orgasm. Each rhythmic contraction sent a jolt to my balls forcing me to shoot cum deep inside her bowels. Exhausted, catching our breath, we laid there spooning, as my prick shrunk slipping out of her incredible ass. After today I knew I would. Her hand slid closer toward her as she found her sweet spot again and massaged it to the sounds of his moans. With feelings of immense happiness and pleasure, her blood began to explode again emitting shrieks of pleasure. She masturbated quicker and got off to the sound of the clapping of both their bodies slapping against each other. It was so damn erotic. The feeling of her hand alone sent her right over the edge again. “Holy shit…Oooooooo…Yessss!...Ohhhhhh…here it comes…Ohhhh, yes. This. Is that okay with you?" Yes... I think I'm up for that." Am I really though?"How would you feel about taking your pants off? But leave your underwear on?"I start unbuttoning and she's smiling. It feels natural; instinctive. I slide my pants to the floor and I'm sitting in a soft button-up shirt and a cotton thong."Such practical underwear," she notes. "Will you spread your legs for me and rub your clit from the outside?"I slide my hand down and stop at the clit, but I know there must be a wet.