They stood on the terrace facing away from me, as if to find a free table: the terrace was busy, it was apparently the warmest and sunniest day for so...e weeks. I observed the group. Usually, I have only a passing interest in the beauty of young women, my attraction being towards mature women of near and older my own age, mid-fifties. I guessed this young lady to be eighteen or nineteen, so I was more drawn to observing her mother, well-dressed, well-groomed and a confident manner - everything. Stacy's other hand was frigging her own cunt far more violently than she had ever done anything in her life... and she knew it was still a gentle caress compared to what Helen was doing to her own body.Even with her high threshold for pain and her body's deep need for stimulation, Helen couldn't keep the violent pace up for long. Fortunately, she was nearing her goal.Jared continued to pound into her, his hands on her ankles and using her legs to yank her onto his cock at each thrust. Her legs. " He said with a grunt as he pulled my head forward while pushing his cock to meet my lips.I obeyed and opened my mouth to accept him. He tasted salty and I got a noseful of his musk. I admit, it was a bit of a stretch, but I took as much of him in as I could before gagging. Thankfully he pulled it out as I gagged, but my eyes were already starting to water. "Not bad, but I know you can do better." He gave a little grunt as he pushed himself back into my mouth. I tried to keep my mouth tight. She notices Abbey and comes across to her straight away. Abbey doesn't think she is into other girls, but the way she smiles and her aura is captivating. This has Abbey wondering, what if? The sales assistant says hello and tells Abbey her name is Steph and asks Abbey if she needs a hand. Blushing, Abbey tells her about the demise of Kermit. Steph asks exactly what Abbey was doing, just to see if there might be a logical reason for Kermit's, malfunction. As Abbey is telling Steph exactly what.