" Hearing this made Beth laugh. "You killed a walker with your thingie hanging out?" Beth starts laughing. You never really thought about it but that ...as pretty funny. You look at Beth and it makes you smile to see her laughing, even if she is laughing at you. "Yes I did. And it wasn't my finest hour." You say. "What happened then?" Beth asks with the smile leaving her face."Well they caught me... you know... touching myself and said they would tell you if I didn't let them watch me finish.". They had a decent life, better than many. But still there were moments when Tara just wanted to throw caution to wind, to feel that desirable, sexy woman once again…even if in the arms of a man other than her beloved Brian. It worried her too that the men that attracted her most were young black men, not much older than her own sons. Although she championed women’s right and idolised women of her generation like Madonna and Demi Moore, as a mother it bothered her that the men she desired most. ” Now that I was standing above her, I could see the almost perfect cleavage between her breasts and ran the tip of one finger down between her soft orbs. Hazel groaned softly as I ran the finger across, under the top edge of her bra, felling the soft, warm skin of her breasts. She gasped as the texture of her skin changed under my finger tip as it ran over her areola. I could see, through the thin cotton of the bra that her nipples were already erect and as I slid my finger further down into. I lean back and nod, watching him, my eyes hungrily looking at each body part as it is exposed. Then I reach down as his clothes come off, and rub my hardness, up and down.I undo my jeans and step out of them, kicking them out of the way. A pink phallus springs to life, pointing at him as it juts out of my harness. I rub it again, this time, my hand wrapped around it, and I walk closer to him, my face perfectly serious. "Get on your knees." I say. His eyes go down to my cock straight away. He.