Anyway, let me continue and won’t you please take a seat.”Jared sat down in the seat nearest him and quickly surveyed the two naked women before h...m. Miss Ferguson was a solid lady with quite an ample bosom that flopped about quite a bit as she moved and gesticulated with her hands. Anyone watching would know instantly that she neither cared nor thought about this ‘flopping’ motion of her breasts in the least. She had lived totally naked for many years now making it all just as natural to her. Magic… No doubt my eyes were now like saucers, as her hands released the skirt, which fell round her ankles, a matching white slip, followed and she stood in stockings and a set of silky white underclothing and a pair of tan stockings a picture for ever etched on my brain, a picture that just by shutting my eyes I will see I hope till the day I die! My face must have been a fixed stare, as she whispered, did I want more… your bloody right I wanted more! And she knew it … She rolled down each. Her breathing I speeding up, and she's started pumping her fingers in and out of me faster and faster. My hips start bucking, and I hear myself letting out high pitched moans and squeals. Liv looks up at me and kisses me again, hard. Her tongue sliding with mine, combined with her fingers curling up and hitting my G-spot is almost unbearable. “AHHH OH FUCK, OH GOD!!” I scream, and start to shudder. Liv twists her hand inside of me, and flicks her thumb over my clit. This sends me over the. His hands slid down from her chin to cup her breasts, as his mouth was still fixed on hers. Feeling his hardness pressing against her belly she pulled back. She looked up into his eyes and then looked down to his waist, pulling back… her hands slid to his hips. She pushed down his pants over his waist, exposing the hardness of his desire, barley contained in a light linen shorts. He stepped back slightly, allowing her room for her hands to do their work. Sliding down his shorts, they stopped.