De beaux yeux bleu-vert, des traits qui sans être fins n'étaient pas grossiers et surtout une bouche pulpeuse aux lèvres bien roses. Son visage ét...it surmonté par une chevelure châtain épaisse et bouclée qu'elle disciplinait à grand peine tous les matins en la peignant en chignon. L'ensemble donnait un visage plutôt plaisant, bien qu'encore adolescent, et empreint d'une sorte de beauté naturelle et langoureuse. Son corps par contre n'était plus celui d'une adolescente avec ses courbes. Then he started to fuck me. He kept going out until just the tip of his cock was inside me, and then immediately shoved it back into me with force. I heard how his balls slapped against me, making my pussy soaking wet and making me moan louder and louder. It felt so amazing how he continued to ram my tiny ass and didn't show mercy. He fucked me faster and harder, now also by holding my hair and pull my head backwards, and with his other hand he continued to slap my asscheeks. I felt a little. In order to make sure there was nothing in there I had to get quite a lot of my hand in her, which can’t have been that comfortable for her. After a minute or two I told her I couldn’t find anything. She didn’t smell bad either which was a sign that there was nothing there. But I had one last feel round with the glove off just in case I couldn’t feel it properly through the latex, and confirmed that there was nothing up there. Gill thanked me for helping her and said it was nice to have someone. She wore her long wavy hair cascading down her back. A little makeup completed her look. She was studying herself in the mirror, turning this way and that, when the doorbell rang. Stan and Anne were here.She collected her shoes — Denise was wearing sneakers, and would change once there — and ran to the front door. There she found Anne, grinning from ear to ear, and seeming very, very happy indeed. No, not happy, Denise decided, satisfied.There'd been reason for that. Anne had arrived home and.