"I don't think I can do this," Kristie murmured as she went down to her knees."Sure, you can," Sharon said. "We'll do this nice and slow, okay?" Okay,... Kristie said, thankful for the older woman's consideration, but consideration had little to do with it. Sharon looked forward to taking her time - the longer she drew it out, the wetter she became."Now Princess, I want you to take the hem of my skirt and raise it to my hips, okay?"Kristie obeyed with trembling fingers. She looked back up at. You told me that you would do anything, right? This is what I want. I was in front of her now. I pulled up the chair and sat with her, knees to knees. I rubbed her legs a little. Not this, Emma. She seemed to know what I wanted. I told you I would do anything but this is wrong. I cant! She squirmed a little and I rubbed her thigh. You dont even know what Im doing. Shut up or Ill gag you. My fingers trailed along her inner thigh straight to her panties. Lace wrapped around the very top and. I watched his hips moved back and forth as he was fucking my face and I kept hearing myself moaning over and over with pleasure. I watched as I brought up my other hand and grabbed his cock so I had both of them holding his big dick and held on as he pounded into my face. I heard Terry say on the TV, “Slow down, Tracy, there ain’t no hurry. Don’t worry, honey, I’ll give you my cum, slow down, Trace.” I watched him pushing my head back and when he did manage to get my mouth off of him, I just. We pry ourselves apart and go inside. I pick you up as your legs wrap around my waist and we resume our kiss. Your breasts are rubbing against my hairy chest and the crotch of your pants feel friction from my smooth belt buckle. You are unable to catch your breath now with that pressure on your clit. You drop your legs at the side of the bed and I begin to pull at your pants button as you unbuckle mine. We drop our pants and I remove my boxers. I notice your sexy panties as you begin to.