Io gaged spit and bucked especially when he grabbed my head to force me deeper on his lap. I was drooling and gasping. I felt a hand on my back side a...d turned a bit to see it was George, he was working my ass and luging me up again, he pushed into me now I had a small guy and average guy now George was a bit thicker.... And I was rocking back to him. My monster on the couch grabbed my head and pulled me deep on him he grabbed my ears and lowered me down I gasped got some air and he worked me. As she devoted all of her energies to sexually servicing my daughter, the latter took hold of a clump of the blonde woman’s hair, making a kind of instant pony-tail, and used this to push Katrina’s face even more firmly into her cunt – and then she gazed at me boldly over the my traitorous lover’s eagerly bobbing head.It was a stunningly erotic sight, not just of passionate lesbian lovemaking but also of proud strong youth dominating submissive ripe maturity. It affected me deeply, going right. ‘A friend is visiting me this morning but you’re welcome to pop round after lunch’. ‘What … say two o’clock’? ‘Two o’clock is good for me Bill’. She gave me her address, a big hug and we went our separate ways. I knocked on the door of her cottage and was a little surprised when Beth answered. At the supermarket she was dressed quite plain. But she had changed her clothes and was now dressed in a loose green skirt which accentuated her wide sexy hips, a turquoise sleeveless top that was. "I'm Kaylee." Kaylee, I thought. Was that the name of the girl on the train? Or the girl in the garden? "I... Kaylee, yes," I replied, faking recognition. "What can I do for you?" She sighed deeply, sounding quite nervous and meek. "I just, ever since we... you know... met, I can't get you out of my mind any more, and so I wondered if we could, like, meet somewhere, ...or something?" "Sure," I said more confident now. "You want to come by or...?" "Uhm, I don't have a car," she said shyly. "Ah,.