Their hands travel everywhere trying to find a hold. Clothes, skin and hair all get a pat down and ruffle as they hungrily try and devour each other. ...e eventually reaches behind her head and takes the lead back kissing her firmly once more before lowering his mouth to her chin, then jaw, then neck and ear. Soft but firm kisses and playful bites occupy his lips as one hand folds into her hair and the other tries to find a home at her side.Suddenly a spark hits him as he feels one of her hands. He slowly put his thumb in her ass as he slowly fucked her and she starts groaning as he's working both holes. He then asks if he can put the tip in her ass and I agreed. So he pulls out of her pussy, spreads her ass cheeks and puts the tip on her asshole and starts to push it in. The top goes in easily but it is soaked with pussy juice and cum, and he worked just the tip for a min or two, but then he decided to ease more into her and I was surprised to hear her mumble "yes" and with that he. The new wave of music that was flooding the world found a welcome home in our house. Rock N Roll blasted out of the radio and everyone tried to jive but no one really knew how. It didn’t matter. We all had a ball anyway. The music was so infectious it had us all bopping away in a series of jerky uncoordinated movements. It seemed to define who we really were in a way. Our parents just sat and watched, laughing and making comments about how ungainly we all looked but how good it was to see that. He did as she asked opening his shirt as he did so until their naked chests entwined as their lips entwined and he shot his load, rather prematurely, deep inside her.“Is that it?” Eliza enquired.“Afraid so old girl,” D’arcy apologised as he slid his shrinking member from her.“Er about the rest of the Hundred guineas?” Eliza queried.“In your dreams,” he retorted.“Bastard!” she replied.“You’re beautiful when you’re angry,” D’arcy reassured her. His member swelled again and before they knew it she.