Would you like that? Would you like to make Mistress happy?'I feel her finger exploring my hole and it feels so good, 'Yes Mistress, please cum in me....Please fuck me.' 'Good,' She says, as she puts more pressure on my hole, 'I'm going to fuck your cunt. Would you like that? Or would you like to fuck me?' A choice. I do want to fuck her, this six foot goddess, even if the finger feels so good, I want to fire my load in her pussy. 'I want to fuck you Mistress!' I cry out. 'Really?' She says in a. Y-fronts just didn’t do it for her. She ran her fingers along his length as it bulged through the cotton. She slipped her fingers in the waistband and slowly pulled the elastic out to allow them to slide down over his cock. She bit her lip as he watched her. His breathing was ragged, his eyes were full of lust, reflecting her own want and desire. His cock was smooth and as she pulled the foreskin back, her thumb smeared the drop of precum over the head. Her hand dipped to cup his balls, they. We talked about half an hour or so before I hung the phone up and gradually we started to call each other and text as well gradually and I came to know that her husband is a civil Eng and mostly remains on tours also while he is at home he spent most of his time among friends. We became very good friends literally friends till this point of time and we were open to any kind of discussions after 6 months or so she proposed me. I did not reject her who would do so like a stupid and we agreed that. Out in the garden, Hal and Marie were gesturing and pointing as if they were already directing a revision of the grounds. "You know," Freddie said, "they really like this place."Helen looked at him, encouraging him to continue.Freddie stroked the back of her hand with his little finger. "In fact, I think my parents like this place more than they want to let on." Helen lifted an eyebrow. "And I think I could be persuaded to persuade them to close the deal." I see," said Helen. "So what would it.