I slipped my hand up her skirt and slid my fingers inside her knickers, she felt damp and quite hairy but remember this was the 1980's. I fingered her... she was ready alright but I wanted to see if she was any good at oral so looked her straight in the eyes and said "get down on your knees Helen". I relinquished fingering her as she slipped of the edge of the bed but pulled off her blouse and bra. Her tits looked even better from above, nipples stood out like dustbin lids as she gave me a blow. She sat down at her vanity, and reached for her nail polish remover. Apparently, it was time for a fresh coat... This surprised me a bit. I would have figured a pampered rich girl would have her nails done at a salon. I was shaking my head. This all seemed too good to be true. "Personality?" "Well, to be honest, not the nicest. She's kind of spoiled, being a rich only child. She tends to be pretty vain about her good looks. One of the reasons she's never had a successful long-term relationship. Inserting two fingers he started to work my hole again. “Tight one aren’t we?” I was so into it I couldn’t even answer him. All I seen was his wife on all fours behind him with her tongue licking his balls up and down. “Your just what I have always wanted. Tight sweet cunt. Big perky tits.” He quit fingering my tight pussy and spit on it. Licking the hole over and over again. Sliding his tongue up and down from my hole to my clit. I could hear his wife sucking behind him. On his dick and balls.. I was experienced in fucking a tight ass, to know that I would win this battle. Pushing hard, I had to hold on to my cock to prevent it from sliding off of her ass. She wriggled, clenched her sphincter and grunted with exertion as my cock head fought against her resisting ring. I could feel the ring was starting to give, ever so slightly.She could sense it too, and she started crying out " OMG! STOP! STOP! OMG! STOP! " from exertion and fear as the ring slowly started to lose the battle . I.