With that she lead me over to a padded armchair, placed a large coffee table book in back of it, put a towel over the book (I knew what that was for),...and stood on the towel. On the towel and book her waist was almost exactly even with the top of the padded back of the chair. She leaned over it, and held onto the arms, cooing when she got fully into the proper position. I didn’t need any instruction. I separated her labia with my fingers and then slowly inserted my dick into her snug gash.. I spread my legs a little wider, trying to support myself again. Matt's arm on my waist slowly slipped down until I felt his fingers splice through my trimmed bush and then press against the wet meat of my cock filled cunt. His fingers rubbed against my clit and his thrusting penis.

Matt pulled my nipple even harder increasing both the pain and pleasure. I felt him begin to stiffen then he began to fuck me like a man gone mad, fucking me harder and faster than I would have thought possible.. Her virgin pussy contracted and she felt a glorious wetness covering her inner thighs.Instinctively she caressed the Piper's balls trying to extract even more of his wonderful fluids. She stroked his cock upwards attempting to squeeze the very last drops from his tubes then she licked and sucked around the head and down to his balls, just to make sure.Eventually she looked up, straight into the Piper's sparkling eyes.“More?” she said wantonly, “please.”“There will be more, lots more. Later.. .Laura was bent over and rummaging through the dresser. It was one of my favourite positions. She was only wearing a loose, white T-shirt, which afforded me a look at her long, slender legs. My eyes traveled up the length of her smooth thighs and lingered upon her arse. It was such a tempting sight. Laura had the most luscious arse I'd ever seen — full and ripe and so immensely fuckable.I checked myself.I couldn't do it again. Yes, she was beautiful, young, innocent, sexy, and willing to fuck.