He felt my vagina opening up gradually as he reamed it over and over. In and out, deeper and deeper, Goro probed my cunt as he stroked my slick stocki...gs. I already lost track of time and only wondered when the pleasure would end. I felt closer and closer to coming like I had never experienced before. Even Masa had never brought me this far before. “Was I a closet S&M addict?” I wondered. I hoped that Goro wouldn’t stop and leave me alone; I was relishing being fucked by this crude bugger. Goro. She realized that the stress of not knowing when it might happen had begun to arouse her when she thought about him.The prolonged wait had taken on a type of extended foreplay that left her in a state of confusion. Most men only wanted one thing and they wanted it as quickly as possible. Then again, Darrel wasn’t any man.He returned to the dining room a few minutes after she had finished setting the table. He was now freshly showered and in comfortable clothes. She stood quietly until he. I was so embarrassed but somehow kept working until we had the stairs and shutters both fixed. Her climbing the ladder was another trying time. She seemed to linger on top longer than necessary for the repair in question. My face was just even with her crotch as she stood on the ladder. She actually turned on the ladder and my nose was almost pressed into her pussy. Becky smiled and said “see anything you like?” I couldn’t take it anymore. I slid both hands up the back of her thighs and clamped. And at least he now knew he was a size eighteen, tall fit. That might come in useful, some day.When he got back to his flat he took the blouse and slacks out of the bag and looked at them, running his fingers over the cool, smooth satin, the sensual caress of the velvet. It was no good. He was going to have to try them on. Quickly he stripped to his underpants and slipped the blouse over his head. It felt good. Buttoning it up was a little tricky for some reason, but he left the top three.