Her face is gorgeous. Her brown eyes are striking. She sometimes wears her long brown hair in a ponytail. I love the way it sways from side to side as...she walks by. I love watching her walk. Her body is amazing. You should see her breasts. She has a full bosom. And they bounce when she walks. I love to see her wear tight blouses. You can see her perky nipples in them. I would love to suck them. Most of the time I see her, she is wearing shorts. They show off her long, sexy legs. I would love to. But you wouldn't. Now...it's his word against yours. There's no witnesses. It's your call. I could try to talk him out of it but....I dinna na. He's very sure you tried to give him a heart attack... Again..I say...it's your call."Lesley stared at the screen, still showing her two boys she had photographed on the day they started there new school, wearing there brand new school uniform. "Please speak to him...stop him...I can't lose my c***dren. Please please...I'm sorry..I can't stop. She bent down and suckedhim hard into her mouth, enjoying the impact it was having on him – his bodywas moving with uncontrollable spasms as she brought her hand down from hisface and worked on the second nipple. This was fun. He was like a puppet on astring, jumping to her every touch. She sat back down on the footstool and began to tormenthim in earnest. First his balls and cock then his nipples, then his ass andthen his cock again. She spent the next hour bringing him up again and. He was driving his rod into her at a steady, hard pace, their respective moans bouncing off the bathroom walls as Marcelo glanced in the mirror from time to time, not missing a stroke."Do you like watching us fuck?" she purred. "Does seeing us in the mirror while we go at it turn you on, baby?"He grunted in response, driving himself deeper inside her.Marcelo then put his arms under her knees and pulled her legs back toward her head, feverishly fucking her, each stroke getting harder and.