Sarah smiled at him. ‘Mr. Sanders, you got my stuff all over your face. It’s all wet,’ she giggled. ‘It certainly is,’ Ben said, ‘and you ...aste wonderful!’ He covered her lips with his and pulled her tightly against him. ‘I don’t believe it! You’re hard again!’ Sarah exclaimed when the kiss ended. She was pressing herself against him, trapping his newly risen cock against her soft belly. Ben was surprised, too. He’d never been this randy, or able to perform this often, before he started taking. She used to wipe herself in the bathroom and just change into new clothes in the room. There was a cupboard at the end on of the room (master bedroom) she used to open the cupboard and change her clothes standing behind it. I used to do the same and we both never used to lock the door. There was mirror in the corner of the room and I noticed that from an angle in the bed I could see her completely. Something attracted me and I just wanted to look at her vaginal area. I just wanted to understand. Why, I know not, but I was instinctively prompted to feign sleep. I did so successfully, notwithstanding the passing of the candle before my eyes. So she at once commenced undressing. When her back was turned, I opened my eyes, and greedily devoured her naked charms as they were gradually exhibited before me. The moment she turned round, I was again as if asleep. I have said that my passions had begun to develop themselves, but as yet I did not understand their force or direction. I well. Saturday arrived and he came over to see if Natasha was home. Tom stood near the door to the patio where Natasha lay in a lounge chair getting a suntan. She was wearing a yellow bikini. As he made his way over to Natasha she lifted her head and saw Tom approaching. For a long moment, Natasha rested her eyes on the bulge in his shorts before raising them to his face. "I bet you want to put that big, hard cock in my pussy and fuck me."Tom replied. "Yes, are you home alone?" Yes." There.