‘Who’s saying it wasn’t the right thing?’ Tim knew what was coming as she continued to creep closer. He braced himself for it, and when she pl...pped herself down in his lap, pressed her chest against his and draped her arms around his neck, he was ready for it. He thought it would overpower him, her scent and her touch enveloping him again after all this time. It didn’t. It still briefly overwhelmed his senses, though, which is why it took him a few seconds to stand up, even with Leira in his. I took off my jeans and undies and again entered her with my rock hard cock. God it was good. So wet ! so tight ! We fucked for ages Christine coming several times while I had to hold back to preserve myself when she suddenly said "Fuck my arse Sparky please". Now in my nigh on forty years id never fucked an arse. I explained this to her and all she said was "It doesn't mean your a fucking queer bastard I just love it up the bum Ok ! Please Please Please I'm begging you" She was looking at me. They both had huge hands and long fingers. My hips went forward onto the finger and soaked it with an orgasm. I turned to Winston and slipped my hand inside his shirt and I was right, his cock was above his waist and all the way to his navel, the head was thick and there was pre-cum leaking out. Winston smiled and said, "Oh lovely lady, are you ready to finish what you are starting?" "I laughed a little and said, "The question is, are you two ready to finish what you are starting." The movie. I made love to her womanly crevice. My eyes were closed so the touch of my lips and tongue guided me to her clitoris. She groaned with pleasure when my lips found it. She was wet now, but her hands pressing down on my shoulders meant she wasn't ready for me to get up. She was the goddess and I was kneeling before her worshiping and mouthing, manly moans that begged for more than just a taste. I wanted to have her vaginal lips swallow my sword as my cock ached for attention while my mouth worked.