Is he thinking, imagining me right now? Her thoughts continued, weighing the likely scenarios playing out in his mind, her hands busy, exploring. She ...ould feel her heartbeat, hear it, as he exited his vehicle, standing, smoothing his clothes. Were his hands shaking? His knees weak? Is his stomach tied in knots, anticipation and expectation? Joyce left the window, a small burst of heat washing her. She walked to the door, waiting. Greg approached, reaching for the bell as the door opened. He. Her pussy was now beyond warm bordering on hot. For the next 20 minutes I fucked her deep and enjoyed watching Emily's perfect titties jiggle with every thrust. I ask her if she wanted to try another position and she was happy to try anything as it was all new to her. I asked her to get one all fours as I positioned myself behind her white creamy little bubble butt that I had always admire in her yoga pants. My stiff cock slide so nicely into her tight pussy. As I withdrew each stroke I could. I then washed and set her hair. My wife made me take a beauty course at our local college so that I could do her hair and other basics. After I finished her hair I gave her a manicure and pedicure and painting her nails bright red. She then selected her clothes and I dressed her. She wore red satin french knickers with matching bra and suspender belt. Sheer black stockings and black high heel shoes with red soles. I then applied her make up, finishing with bright red lip gloss. She looked. Herorgasm swept over her in waves, peaking and subsiding over and over again. Hernipples throbbed as they pressed against Sean's body, adding to the sensationsproduced by his tongue on her pulsing clit.Torn once again between the conflicting desires of savouring her orgasm andfeeling Sean's cock in her pussy, Sinead finally surrendered herself, thistime, to the latter. With her body trembling, partially from her climax but evenmore from the anticipation of what was about to happen, she let his.