To me it was like silk woven of golden thread."Oh, Mr. Smith! You are so happy with my panties!"I shrugged sheepishly."I'd give them to you, but my mo...'d get mad if they were missing. This is fun! It's so cool you're so excited. Hmmm. You'd like to see what was inside my panties, Mr. Smith? Really?" No, I would not," I said, trying to sound firm but failing miserably.She giggled. "Yes you would, I can tell! Look, Mr. Smith."The dress crept up again, revealing the smooth golden skin of her. I licked her lips kissed them, snaked my tongue inside to find her dripping wet and she was in heaven, whereas I was trying to get into it! I brought her so near and then kept the ultimate away; I kept her on the edge for good 5-10minutes, before she started moving her pelvis as she wanted her release and could not hold any more. She was crying my name and holding my head so strong, I was finding difficult to breathe and then she came, she came in gallons!She then hugged me and was in my arms. John rapidly opened his mouth sticking his tongue out to lick the sides of huge cock, all the way up and then down, working on the head; his tongue swayed on the underside of the length to the sensitive top end till his lips parted and KS drove his cock into young man’s mouth and pulled his head down by placing the belt loop over his head, on his neck; resulting to shove all the length into the young wet throat. KS could feel the boy’s tongue sliding out of his mouth for the licking of hairy. I could never hold this position for long on my own, but I have been balanced like a tripod, denying me the ability to tip over no matter how tired my muscles may become. Eric is ready to fuck me now. I wobble on the bench as my knees settle lower, relying on him to hold me still – hold me stable – while he fucks me. There’s something about being slightly off balance, the dependence on him to protect me, that exhilarates me. I like feeling weak and small and vulnerable. Quivering, wobbling and.