She positions me at the base of the bed. “Spread your legs and lean forward with both of your hands holding onto the bed frame.” She commanded.I ...idn’t resist I just wanted to have my mature lady happy. Angie positions herself beneath me and looks up. Her eyes had a wicked look to them. She reaches down with her right hand and slips two of her fingers very deeply into her wet sex. Her arm thrusting hard and fast, in and out, in and out, in and out continuously until I could her loud. "What the—" he interrupted me. "Do you know how long I've been waiting for this?" His hands trace the curves on my waist and hips, making their way down to my legs as he holds me around the waist with one hand. "It's quite annoying—having to watch you with every guy, listening to you bragging about them, but not me, never me," he whispers in my ear. "Mr. Brooke, I—" "Don't talk," he says, biting my earlobe and raising my towel up higher than what it already was. I felt a cool breeze hit my. Things are looking good as he sent me a few pics of his hard cock telling me that soon it will be deep inside me and how after he finishes I will never want pussy again. He is supposed to be here at 9pm at 8:45 he texts saying he may be a bit late because he was dropping his cousin off at a girls house. 9:15 he txts saying the girl was not there and his cousin was going to stay in the car while he was in with me. My spidey sense tingled a bit but what the hell. No problem. He txts he is here,. He pushed her feet higher towardher buttcheeks, fastening them at the highest point of bondage on theextensions. He then pulled her knees?wide apart, spreading them till she thought surely her hips would popfree of their sockets, and fastened them off to the rings on the frame. Had shethought she was exposed and vulnerable before? She was even more so now, shecould feel the air currents in the room cooling her hot puss, her lips openwide and wet with her juices as they were. His hands slid up.