With Rebecca’s encouragement, she picked up the pace until she was fist fucking her as hard as any man would’ve with a cock. She also started out ...ubbing Rebecca’s nipples but as she gained more control of the situation, she moved her fingers to her clit teasing it. Now Rebecca was lifting her pelvis trying to ride her arm as she fisted her pussy. With each stroke, Rebecca would moan and whimper.Lena could feel Rebecca’s juices leak around her arm each time she pulled back. Between the oil and. With her now facing me, I could see how it cradled her magnificent breasts. As she walked toward me, I could see her breasts bouncing. I could not take my eyes off them. Oh how I’d love to fuck my cock between them.“These are for you,” I announced as I held up the roses. “And these are for us.” I nodded toward the bottles of Merlot.“Oh Jack, the flowers are beautiful! Thank you so much” Casey squealed. “Put the wine on the table. I’ll get some glasses. Can you fire up the grill? The steaks are. Her sister wasn’t so keen on classical music, but had welcomed the opportunity to come to London to hit the shops. Jo had been warned that the Royal Albert Hall tended to get warm on the Last Night, what with the capacity audience and the extra TV lights, and had turned up wearing a long, loose, brightly-coloured Monsoon frock that hang attractively over her curvaceous body. It had indeed been warm inside, even before the audience really let its hair down during the second half of the concert,. Then I saw Sonal coming out of bathroom wearing a little bit long short and T-shirt as night suite. Now it was my turn and I also appraised her for the dress which she was wearing. Then we sat down and started having our dinner and in meanwhile I started getting an erection and bad thoughts about Sonal which was the right time for me to grab her in my arms. She was also looking at me and I had a little doubt that she also started feeling a little bit horny and I could see from her behavior like.