Her legs wrapped around my back as I was kneeling between her spread thighs. She was using her legs to drawn her pussy up to each thrust of my fingers... I could smell her sweet pussy which just made me that much more consumed in lust for her. “Cum baby! Cum! Show me how much you love being my slut!” I told her. With that, she began to shake. Her legs tightened around me. I felt her pussy walls clench tightly on my fingers as I penetrated her to my knuckles. She wrapped her hand around mine and. Usually I would be sent to my room and he set about “entertaining” them but as I got a little older he didn’t seem to care too much that I could see him and his lady friends when he “entertained” them (as he called it) and on more than one occasion he had made to sit and watch.He wasn’t the sort of man you argued with so I obey and tried to block out the displays. As I said he had many women who put up with his perversions for a while then just never came back. That was until he met up with. And I know... I am yours... only yours.I ache for you, my skin burning for your touch, and I already feel my soaking wet pussy clinging to your rock hard need; driving into my molten center and forcing me open to you; pushing me past all of my limits, shoving me straight into the teeth of nearly unbearable, elicit desire, and making me burn for you. I picture how you rubbed your cock against me there, grinding against me until I couldn't take it anymore, had to have you inside me. I remember. She decided upon the burgundy as her husband was to be one of her lovers tonight , if he was there then his friend could be cherished and shared with her as well. A warm intimate coziness to spur onto wantonness. Firstly the panties , not the neon sign effect of a g string nor the complete surrender of the open crotch, no, a soft transparent silk of a hipster style that accentuated her play parts. No frills, just warm edging to show where they started and finished against her smooth skin. There.