“Not yet,” she stopped to smile at me, altering her pace accordingly. She stopped before I got to a point of no return, and I got up to get a con...om while she got onto her hands and knees. I got more warming lube (this time passion fruit), rubbing some onto the outside of the condom and the rest into her already-hot pussy. G moaned as I stuffed my hard dick into her, and pushed backward as I surged forward, filling her with my erection. She groaned and squealed as I held her hips and fucked. I was moaning in pleasure…and some pain as well.-aaah…yes imad…aaah!-After a while, he stopped moving his palm, and slowly entered his thumb finger as well. That hurt me again. Now, my pussy had been pulled enough for his palm but not enough for thumb together with it.-aaah…imad that hurts too, but keep going-Then, he started pleasing my left boob and nipple with his left hand. When the pleasure in my boob was rising up, my attention to the pain in my pussy was diverted…actually there was the. She forgot she was nude, but across the street, where frustrated Fred was mowing his lawn, her nudity caused a revolution of no mean order. He turned when he first heard her call the dog, stood there in a rock-hard amazement while Jan, oblivious of his gaze, continued to call her dog. Fred's cock was harder than it had been in years as he looked at her smooth, naked flesh. Her tits were firm and jutting, with pink nipples protected by large aureoles, and at the junction of her thighs her pussy. I moved a little and felt the softness of her pussy lips divide as my cock pushed between them feeling also the warmth of her sex on the end. I rested there with my cock-head just resting between her soft lips trying not to let my cock twitch, but it had a life of its own that I could not control and continued to make small movements. As I did not want to wake her I pulled back but realised then that instead of rubbing against her flesh it was silky smooth and must be lubricated with her sex.