Put his hand up her skirt. She smacked his hand.The MILF, Tiffany, got a lot of cell phone numbers from the obviously married guys, that wanted a one ...ight stand, at HER PLACE. Those numbers wound up on the floor or in my waste basket. It was funny, and kind of pathetic.We drank, and the flesh started to flash, especially from the MILF. She thought nothing of undoing a few more buttons, and spreading her legs just so. I was feeling no pain, wine on an empty stomach, as I ran my hand up my wifes. Phir kuch time baad phir main position change ki, is baar main unhe apne god mein utha liya aur niche se apna lund unki chut mein ghusa diya aur unhe upar niche karne laga, ye pose mein main zyada der nahi chod saka kyun ki wo thodi bhaari thi aur maine unhe zyada der tak carry nai kar pya phir maine unhke bath tub mein so gaya aur unhe phir apne lund k upar baitha diya, phir use main karib 5min tak tub mein choda aur unke strokes ki race bohot tej thi, wo chilla rahi thi. Her delicate touch drove him wild. Emily began to stroke his cock with her hand, then, with slightly more confidence, brought her other hand to join in. Cam was lost in ecstasy. He placed his hand on her soft, smooth skin and pulled at her shoulder, motioning her to turn over so her bum was in line with his face. Without words she obliged, still stroking his cock. Once in front of him, Cam parted her legs slightly and pushed his fingers into her pussy. It was the tightest pussy he had ever. “Fuck me now.” She moved on top of me – at first with one thigh between mine, pressing gently but with a firm rhythm against my wet cunt, then shifting to lie between my legs, pushing them apart and positioning herself exactly so that each thrust of her hips would deliver a delicious pressure to my clit and to hers. She moved slowly and almost delicately at first, holding her full weight off me and sliding back and forth, her breasts brushing caressingly against my skin. Then the sliding.