Then she pulls her hand out and slides her pants down. Seeing her there in her red lace boy shorts and her tits over the top of her top, got me so har.... I rubbed my self through my pants. She smaked my hand away." That's mine too don't touch" "God I want you" i know" she said with a smile She leaned her seat back and slid her hand back under her panties she was rubbing her body with one hand grabbing her tits and rubbing her clit with the othet. Thrusting her hips out of the seat. Moaning, I. She was just saying. “I love this, I love. Mmmmmmmmmmmm………uuuuuhhhhhhh. I love you. Ya kiss it , bite it , eat it , eat it dear eat it. Today I am your bitch, fuck me hard till I would cry, mwahwahwah……..Mmmmmmmm”Then I got down so I pulled of her pant and panty, then I ask her in a royal style “can I eat this tasty dish” . She replied, “this body is yours, you can do everything you can. You are my husband and I am your wife .”so at first I smelled the pussy area , she was 19 but had shaved her. But it was his blue eyes which struck her to the core. He smiled and she knew he was different. He seemed to know the thoughts and desires going on inside of her despite the barriers she had erected. She blushed slightly. ‘Hi, this is my first time in your library. Would you be so kind as to show me around?’ ‘I’d be glad to,’ Anna answered, ‘What are your interests?’ ‘Right now, I’m interested in brushing up on some classic Science Fiction – Heinlien, Hubbard, Wells and the like.’ Along the. "No. He's at work. Why? What do you want?"Jennifer wasn't sure she'd managed to disguise the hint of hostility in her voice. Who was this slut asking for her husband? And slut, she was sure, was exactly what this woman was, with her huge bosom heaving out of her tightly strapped top, almost all of her chest on display. And those clothes! No decent woman would wear such a tight short shirt, such tall tottering stiletto heels, fishnet stockings and suspenders. Nor would they sling their handbag.