He looked to be in his forties, and balding, but pleasant enough to look at, in his wellies and coat. I smiled my best smile back at him and said, ‘...es. I was just coming around this corner and tried to change gear, but there was something up with the clutch.’ ‘Hmmm… Gears grinding were they?’ I nodded. ‘Probably a broken clutch cable.’ ‘Oh.’ I said. ‘Is that serious?’ He looked me up and down, taking in my outfit, my curves. I think he liked what he saw. He was preoccupied enough that he. Bob gasped with excitement as he stared at his mother’s cunt, seeing her pussy-bait glistening with juices, her pink cuntlips and her tight clit. Marla felt her cunt clamp tightly, then open all by itself. With her shapely tits showing now, she slipped her hands down, sliding her fingers through her thick mass of soft-hair. She pulled the lips of her cunt open, then squeezed them together, lifting her ass and twisting it in an inviting wiggle.Sally climbed back onto the bed with her mother and. Sprawled back against the pillows, a sheet pulled up almost to her neck, it was still obvious that she was naked."Please," she said, "call me Ilsa. Ilsa Lund. I always think it vulgar to mention my husband's name at times like these."Freddie sat down at the end of the bed. "Vulgar to mention his name but not to appear naked in another man's bed, Miss Lund?" He was intrigued by the woman, not least because it had been an Ilsa Lund that Rick had been seeing in Paris. If this was the same woman he. She'd called to say that she was on her way.Our favourite porn movie was already playing on my big screen Tv, and I'd stripped naked ready for her arrival. A tube of lube was laying on the coffee table - my long hard cock glistened with the lube as I stroked it to a throbbing erection."Ding dong" went the front door bell.I strode naked to the front door, throwing it open to greet her.I should have realised that it was not my girl friend but my drug-induced haze just confused my brain. I grabbed.