The machine clicked on, and Mary left a cryptic message."Hi Wendy. This is Mary. Just wanted to let you know there have been some interesting developm...nts. Nothing has happened, but things are looking good. Real good. Call me back, you know my number."Mary was disappointed. She had waited all day to tell Wendy this news. She decided to go online. Hearing the familiar sounds of the modem, Mary started to get excited. She hoped Wendy was online. Unfortunately she wasn't. Mary checked her e-mail. I then grabbed her miniskirt, which was bunched up around her waist, and with both hands, tugged on it as if her miniskirt were the reigns and she was my fuck pony. Riding me like a rodeo horse, she ripped off her shirt and threw it across the room in a heat of passion. Now she was only wearing her min-skirt and high heels. She violently began thrusting her hips so that my rod was deep inside of her cunt. She bit her lower lip, then started moaning. I could feel her pussy lips tightening around. She had come home late and exhausted after her adventure in the dunes on Friday night. Morning had come and gone, she heard her parents moving around downstairs, her mum preparing lunch in the kitchen, her dad tidying the garden. Grace had woken up late. She dragged herself out of bed and into the shower. In the bathroom mirror she inspected the bruises on her breasts and buttocks and the redness that still lingered between her legs. The soreness of her anus made walking difficult. The couple’s. After she removed it I was dumbstruck to see her sexy figure in bra and panty ,her gaze was fixed on my pants watching whether I’m getting a hard on. As I was admiring her beauty she smiled and told me to continue my massage on her lower back and I did so and in no time my fingers were sliding through her panty to touch her ass .she let out a small moan and told me to remove her panty , before she finished her panty was in my hands and I sniffed it to get a smell of her fragrance.Her ass was.