Ok go on then but this is it the very last one, she sat next to me and I lifted her tee shirt over her head , she leaned against me so I could stroke ...he top of her left tit, her left hand went to my groin and started to stroke my already hard cock, wish I was a bit younger she said you could have fucked my fanny good and hard, but you will have to settle for this, she undone my zip and pulled down my shorts and boxers, my my she said just as big as I remember it last time I stretched out so. Uh-huh, I already did all my reading for the weekend. I’m going to see Miguel…’ Reema actually hadn’t read a single word, but her mother didn’t need to know that. When it came to undergarments, she had to stop to consider her options. She flashed back to the incident with Miguel and accidentally exposing her thong. Reema deliberately picked out some regular cotton panties and shut the drawer with a slam that her mother must have heard. She then dropped the ‘granny panties’ into her travel bag. Perhaps we could have this conversation at another time?" It's not that goddamned cold!" I'm sorry to differ with you, but I can hear your car heater running from here." You're getting as bad as that damn Danny, and I'm going to have a word with your mother about it." I'm sorry to hear that, but I'm sure you'll do as you see fit." You're goddamned right I will." She rolled up her window, and her car started moving forward. I started walking again, which put me in front of our little group. Just. "Good morning" I whisper into your ear as you begin to press back against my growing, hard, cock. As I begin to slide my hand down from your breasts, across your belly, you part your legs as you slowly grind your soft, round ass against my groin. My fingers brushing gently over your vagina, pausing as I feel the heat and wetness building inside you. Slowly I press one finger inside you, then another, you turn your head pressing your lips firmly against mine, muffling your moans as the desire.