I felt his hands grasp hold of my buttocks, fingers pressing hard into my skin, nails scratching at the soft flesh, and with a little difficulty he hi...ched me up so I was sat on the sink. I leant back against the mirror, my pussy beginning to drip onto the porcelain underneath me. He crouched slightly, making himself more level with my pussy, his hands rubbed up the inside of my thighs, his callused fingers creeping further and further up, the tattoo of his wife on his arm rubbing against my. I could feel his cock against mine, separated by the thin fabric of our panties. He leaned down to me and kissed me. A shock like electricity ran through me as our lips met and he began grinding his cock against mine, both of us hard. My hands ran down his back and squeezed his lace clad arse. I felt his fingers wrap around both of our cocks as he held them together, grinding and humping. I pushed him back and away, at first he looked confused but as I retrieved a bottle of lubricant from my. Walking out of the lingerie shop Meagan hailed a cab and she was off to her next place. This is the way Saturday went for Meagan. She went and found dresses, shoes and even found some beautiful overcoats for those nasty days. Her final stop of the day was at the hair salon she always used. Deciding she wanted a new look for the new job. So, she had her hair trimmed and styled to be just at her shoulders. When the stylist was done, she was delighted with the look. Back in the cab and home, she. "Yes, Tony I need you. I miss you, the way you kiss me, the way you touch me... mmm, yes, the way you fuck me, too." Her voice, seductive yet innocent, instantly turned me on. She knew it by the smile she gave me before turning around to go back into her room. I noticed she didn't shut the door and I could faintly hear her voice when I entered the bathroom. I looked up and saw a vent where the sound was coming through.Her conversation turned dirty -- and quite fast. I guess Mrs. Lee was right.