“Now, go to the men’s room and see those posters. Don’t touch yourself, just look. I’ll pay our bill and we can meet at the front door. I need...to push off.”I went to the men’s room, and sure enough, posters of naked women covered the walls. I glanced in the stall, and sure enough, there was a poster on the walls of the stall, too. What surprised me was the panties that hung on the back of the door on a hook. Damp and crusty, they had obviously been used for masturbation and left for others to. She was a hair stylist, rode dirt bikes, drank beer, partied with the best of us, and was just a delight. she was 5'5, 100lbs 36C tits, and had a perfect ass.. she could fuck for hours, loved sucking me off anywhere any time, and loved getting fucked. on the outside she was shy and kind, but on the inside she was a fucking sexual freak. i didnt reallly have any idea what i was getting myself into when i first met her, but i soon found out. we started off with just some regular causal. I need no further instruction. I bent down in front of Miss and leant into her pussy. As I did this I secretly stretched out and grabbed miss’s panties, adding them to my pocket with Lucy’s in. I smelt her warm sweet aroma before diving my tongue into her tight hole. She gave a slight yelp as my slippery tongue entered her snatch, but she then started moaning uncontrollably as I lapped at her moist vagina.I then felt something tugging at my trousers. I looked down to find Lucy unbuckling my. She lifted her head and then placed her head on its side so that she could see his nude figure shaking as he manipulated her body. “Matthew, oh Matthew…” She couldn’t form any more words. Margaret was in pure ecstasy.Matthew removed his hand from her body and moved to her other side to repeat the leg massage. Margaret likewise turned her head to the other side to fully appreciate the visual treat that Matthew’s nude body gave her. As he pulled at her thighs she knew what was in store as.