It also made it much easier for her to simply straddle my face so I could then use my talented tongue on her pleasure palace and in those heady days b... the time she,d groaned her own climax or was on the verge of one I would be up and ready for more fucking and would soon be pistoning deep in her cunt again. In those days it Wasn,t unusual to fuck her at least six times in a night and my balls would continuously produce loads of sperm to pump in her womb. Sarah in our later years confessed to. Then there was her hair. It was radiant and had natural colors that declared it had never been bleached or dyed. Her breasts were mature and sagged slightly but that was to be expected because they were like artillery shells with perfect pointed nipples that begged to be licked and sucked. Going further south, I saw the outline of her pussy mound hidden under a soft clinging silk dress.It didn't look like she was partial to wearing undies."Claire Poindexter, Mr. (She paused to look down at my. "It's none of your business Fola".He hated her crude accented English. He hated the fact that she was 2 years older than him. He hated her bossy –know – it - all -attitude, always trying to assert herself over him when she visited. Wasn't she was just a simpleton from the village in those days that his parents supported? Though he conceded that she always did well with her grades in spite if her disadvantaged position.He heard the door close and smelt the (un) fragrance of freshly sewn batik. Tracey asked him to help her try three more pairs, meantime pretending that everything was quite normal. By this time I could see the young man was shaking with excitement and I was having difficulty hiding my own erection, then when Tracey lifted her foot high in the air pretending to inspect the shoe she was wearing, her cunt would have opened right up and I spotted a wet patch appear on the front of the salesman’s trousers just before he excused himself and rushed out back.“Let’s leave now”.