She slides one leg over me as we lay on our sides and moves her shorts and panties to the side guiding my throbbing cock into her soaking wet pussy. A... soon as I feel her wet pussy lips swallow my cock I start to thrust gently. ‘Ohhhh yesss! That’s soo good!’ She moans quietly as I continue to slide in and out as she rotates her hips in a nice rhythm, ‘Let me take my pants off so I can ride you!’ she says suddenly, and with no objections from me, rolls onto her back to remove her shorts and. As luck would have it, Ellen had quite a short skirt with her as well because she had picked it up from the cleaners on the way to the library that morning.Ellen was working away putting books back on the shelf when she overheard two women talking. One was telling the other about the owner of the women's clothes and shoe shop next door:"Don't go in there, It's owned by a dirty old man. I heard he has low mirrors by the shoes so he can look up the skirts of women trying on shoes. Also, given the. The bulge from his shoes slimmed down intofeet, smaller than what he knew they should look like. Too late hestarted to kick and try to get the sheer material off but his legs werealready consumed and reshaped.He felt dizzy and started to hyperventilate, his next few breaths causedhim to heave his chest. The chest stuck out further with each breathuntil two lovely shaped mounds stood out prominently. Dave feltsomething crawl up his arm, he looked to find a tip of grey disappearunder the sleeve. ’ The two redheads danced close, looking like sisters, only that was almost a little sick considering how their hips bumped and how Mary bit her ear playfully. Liz gasped and let out a yelp. ‘Hey now!’ ‘Hush pledge…ha! Look at Hollie, poor thing is buried in tennis girl’s chest.’ Liz giggled, ‘Poor Hollie my ass, she’s lovin’ it.’ ‘That was a two part statement pledge,’ Mary said. ‘1) Poor Hollie does appear to be loving it, and 2) your ass, mmmmm don’t mind if I do.’ She ran her hands down the.