She undid her bra and let her young firm C cup breasts spill out into view of her mentor friend and saviour. He took the bra off and lifted it to his ...ostrils, breathing in her flesh smell. She slipped the cotton panties down and again handed them to him. He turned them so the soaking wet gusset was face up and lifted them to his nose and again drank in her private smell. 'These are very wet Sylvia....are you very excited...does this old man make you as wet as this?' Even asking this, he put it. "You don't know what you're saying. You have no respect for the old ways, you and your kind. You think you can go about trampling on the knowledge that has sustained life on this planet for millennia. Sacrilege!"Arnie cowered in the corner as her voice seemed to reverberate in his very bones. "I'm sorry," he said, trembling. "I didn't mean that. Please forgive me."She seemed placated for a moment, and her skin muted from red to pink to a light tan color. The light returned to normal in the. He worked his way past my chin, towards my collar bone, using his lips and tongue to excite me more, not that I needed it, I was more than ready for him, I wanted him bad! More than ever! As I opened my eyes I caught the taxi driver’s eyes in the rear-view mirror, looking straight at me. I felt scared at the thought that someone was watching my boyfriend do this to me. But the scare turned to excitement, making my pussy twitch. I continued to stare the taxi driver right in the eye until Luke. “Mmmm Oliver. Fuck me harder with your fingers,” I moaned. “I’m so close.” “Cum around my fingers babe,” he replied. “Your pussy is so tight and wet. I can’t wait to be inside you.” Oliver fucked me faster and harder with his fingers as he sped up on my clit. At the same time I was rubbing and pinching my own nipples. I felt my body tense and my thighs shut together tightly. I felt my pussy trickle with juice and I came loudly over his fingers. Oliver smiled and slowly pulled his fingers.