My ass?? (I wanted that I pretend protested just to make him hotter) Yes you told me fuck my pussy, ass, mouth wherever. I'm going to eat you out & t...en fuck you everywhere. While Jim was talking he was touching my tits, ass & rubbing my pussy. I was on fire.Jim sat me down on a chair at the kitchen island then he started to eat me out. One flick of his tongue sent me reeling. He kept rubbing my belly, playing with my tits. Fuck was he good. I don't know how many times I came. I finally told. I felt a tight compressionon my tiny cooked macaroni as it squeezed up into my crotch. I pulledthe jeans up again and noticed they created a completely flat, girlishfront. I turned and looked in the mirror and noticed the bubble of mybutt and hips. I put on the pajama top, its cream colored silk clingingto my chest and waist, and extending down to my hips. I buttoned all ofthe round silk buttons. My jeans were dragging a bit on the ground, butI certainly wasn't going to put on any heels. . I was gushing at this point and every thrust sent shivers down my spine. I played with myself as he pushed himself deep into me. You can tell that this was not his first rodeo, and I can definitely say that Marcus certainly knows a thing or two about fingering a woman. My god before I knew it my own orgasm was swelling. It burst forth with such intensity that I cried out, regretting that I may have woken up my roommate. Shit. Now he's going to be suspicious.I was in ecstasy. After my pleasure. She squirmed there, her big boobs jiggling beneath her blouse. Her thighs rubbed together, the rasp of denim whispering through the workroom.“Come on, Mom,” I cooed. “You’re horny. Just do it. Slide that hand into your panties and frig your cunt. It’ll be great.”She bit her lip.“You know you want to,” I cooed. “Just unsnap those jeans and get wild. It’ll pass the time and we’ll both be feeling amazing after we’ve had a nice cum.” My pussy clenched down on my digits. “Ooh, I got two fingers in.