I instinctively raised my arms but Jenny took hold of my wrists and pushed my arms back against the pillow. She hiked up her nightie, shuffled forward...until her groin was level with my face and sank down on my mouth. She had 'gone commando' as they now say. ‘Can you smell me Bill? Is that what my knickers smelt like'? I mumbled in agreement. 'Lick me Bill!' she ordered. I stuck out my tongue and lapped at her engorged lips.‘Stick your tongue inside Bill and taste my fanny juice’. I pushed my. I'm squeezing your ass, agonizingly feeling it and rolling it all around. Wanting my cock in you so bad!You moan with surprise when I deliberately slide my tongue down into the top part between your butt cheeks. At the same time I push two fingers smoothly and deeply up into your sopping wet pussy. Pull them all the way out, fuck them up in you again, pressing and sliding my tongue up and down in your butt's crease.From behind I shove my thigh between your legs, forcing them apart as you bend. One warm July night – four in the morning actually – I was feeling especially horny and brave. I got naked, oiled up my hard cock and stepped outside wearing nothing but a pair of small, thick rubberbands on my smooth shaven balls. (A girlfriend who like to play rough had taught me to like a little squeezing action.) I kicked back naked in a lounge chair and began to slowly massage my slick, swollen meat and tightly bound balls. With one eye on the opposite building, I edged myself to the brink. - Where is Mr. Smith and the girls?, asked Hannah. - They are out on a baseball-game, so it is just going to be us girls tonight, said Mrs. Smith. Put on a apron over your clothes and we can start taking some photos.Hannah put on the apron. It said “Fact: Life is better if you eat a cookie!” on the apron. Mrs. Smith started taking photos and told Hannah to try different poses. Hannah had one pose were she put out her hips and put her arm on her side. Then she tried a pose where she stretched.