He felt the wetness. Coated his glans with it. And pushed in.“Mmm,” Moe responded, muffled by Cheryl’s twat. Her ass shifted back, burying him. ...t kept moving. Nothing cautious or tender. She wanted to be fucked. He obliged, his hands reaching down, fingers on clit and teasing nipples to hardness. His clit fingers on double duty, making sure he didn’t thrust too deep and damage her cervix.When he slowed to keep from cumming, Moe just moved faster. So he held back the best he could, which ended. "Not a chance, at least not here. I may jump your bones when I get home though." She looked away again. "Sorry, babe. I have to go. Take care of Bandana?" Will do," I said. "Get home when you can. I love you." You too."After we disconnected, I told my phone to alert me when she neared home, and started to scan my messages from the day. That's when I noticed the camera was still active. °Shit,° I thought, °it's been recording since we fucked last night!° I turned off the camera, then pushed the. If you are under the age or 18 or do not understand the difference between fantasy and reality or if you reside in any state, province, nation, or tribal territory that prohibits the reading of acts depicted in these stories, please stop reading immediately and move to somewhere that exists in the twenty-first century.Archiving and reposting of this story is permitted, but only if acknowledgment of copyright and statement of limitation of use is included with the article. This story is. I loved her style of dressing, vintage, never pants,always skirts and dresses. So you see, I was really surprised to findout what was going on.Bertha was not finished yet. I thought I was a lesbian once, but I missthe feeling of a penis in my vagina darling. A man about the house, thatis too much for me and I never expected to catch a transvestite. One Ican dress up as I see fit darling, she whispered. A decent woman on theoutside, doing all the housework, my administration and my shopping.