I used to jerkoff seeing that view.. one day i went to her home asking were is her son (my close friend) she was washing clothes at that time,, she to...d me he went out with friends. afterwards i came to know that no one is home expect her.. i thought to myself that this is the time for making my first move…While talking to her i move close to her. now i was standing right behind of her, i was soo hard seeing her ass. i tried to touch her ass with my cock. after sometime i placed my cock in. More interesting is the fact that you can nearly feel my pussy - you can feel the heat coming from me. You finally touch me, and I gasp. Because I'm not playing a game with you any longer, I am into you seriously. I want you to play with me and I unbutton a few more buttons on my skirt to give you generous access. And you welcome that access. Your fingers start touching me, feeling the soft, smoothness of my femininity. I unbutton a bit more so that I can prop one leg up on your leg, so that. A few days later the sales woman we had bought it from turned up at the door. She was quite short with long blonde hair, about 40, and quite large breasts which I had admired when I bought the bed. She had a good figure but being short with large breasts and a large firm ass which was well shown in a pair of tight jeggings, she looked a bit dumpy. I took her up to the bedroom and she checked the bed out making measurements with a string and tape measure. She said she agreed that it had sunk. Mrs Wilson was the girls swimming team's coach. She had medium length blond hair that made me think she was a scandinavian goddess the first time I saw her but she was scot living in zimbabwe at the time and every boy in school had fantasized about her. A few friends and I would sometimes sneak behind the hedges that surrounded the schools outdoor swimming pool and watch her cameltoe in her swimsuit while she coached the girls or sat on the benches right across the pool from us. This habbit.