My curiosity and fascination had been awakened.One morning, when my grandmother was attending a church jumble sale one rainy day, I was left in her ho...se alone. I knew I would have at least a couple of hours to myself, so I decided that I would investigate the magical kingdom of her wardrobe. As I stood and admired her collection of basques, bodices and girdles, and felt the swelling of my young cock in my trousers, I couldn’t resist reaching out to fondle the delicate materials with my. She sank back onto her elbows, her head back, staring up at the half moon through the tangled shadows of the overhanging trees, while Buttercup expertly massaged, licked and caressed her sensitive and, oh so tender!, erogenous zones towards further gasps of unrestrainable pleasure and near ecstasy.Sharon sat cross-legged watching her best friend make love to someone else. Not for the first time, of course, but usually it had been some hairy-arsed, winnets-blessed man, with saliva dripping from. Harry moaned and Narcissa moved forward, pressing a lewd and wet sucking kiss on his cockhead, tasting his wonderful precum while leaving and emerald lipstick mark on its leaking head. She licked her lips, tasting the undercurrent of his salty jizz, shuddering with lust and knowing of the gallons of seed his large balls were no doubt waiting to feed her.The proud blonde noble lady let her full lips part, filling the bedroom with loud and wet sucking sounds as she took his large cock deep inside. “Ohgod, ohgod, ohgod, ohgod, ohgod, ohgod, pl-please….” Colette snapped a photo from time to time and wished shehad a camcorder. Christina’s elbows turned outward and werebending, her head and upper body sinking, and hertwitching butt rising. She was acting instinctivelynow, without conscious thought, simply squirmingthrough the most basic mating dance.Hamlet paused a moment, dramatically, then suddenlyscrambled onto Christina’s back. (“She’s lucky I.