Alan propped himself up on one hand and got between her legs, holding her knees to widen them. ‘Alan, do you have a condom?’ Alan used the Seed to...convince her that they didn’t need one. He wasn’t worried about impregnating her, the Seed could take care of that for him. Slowly he pressed the head of his cock against the petals of her excited pussy. ‘Please Alan, be gentle to me. It’s my uh first time.’ She was a little ashamed that this was her first time, not knowing if her inexperience would. She seemed to be made for those tits, too. Her hips, butt, and waist were in proportion, giving her a classical hourglass figure, like a brunette Marilyn Monroe. She isn’t one of those stick figures with a boob job that make her tits look freakishly large. They’re part of the natural flow of her beauty.And so is the graceful way her hands move.After rubbing the lotion all over, she started high, near her armpits, pushing her breasts together and working the lotion into her skin as she tugged. ” At home they talked. “Are you starved for sex, or do you want to hear about my trip first.” “I’ve been with my friend, I’m okay to talk, how about you?” Dan wasn’t at all surprised that most of their conversation focused on their work weeks. “Now I am ready for bed, but not to sleep. You get me tonight and I hope we have to crawl out of bed in the morning. Greg get’s tomorrow night; I need him too. Let’s go Baby.” Laura next shared bed with her husband Saturday night. Sunday morning found. Like two buckets sewn together. The farmer's wife was not proud of her blubbery, fat body that clearly had never been exposed to the sun. Her husband was allowed to see it in half-dark, and only her back, when he did his standard doggy chore on and in her. This was mainly to prevent her cunt from drying out. And - win win - it allowed the farmer to empty his balls once in a while.And now here she was, stark naked, after Harry had removed all her clothes. She looked like a huge pig. The only.