"I got some wine. Got a couple of movies I wanna see on NetFlix. And neither of us needs to be alone..."She was right. Another evening by myself – I...didn't need that crap. "I'll be down there. Want me to bring anything?"Wasn't ONE bottle of wine, it was two, and we started out laughing about wine and crackers and cheese and the stupid movie and then we were on the sofa, both at the same end.Did I mention that Pat is NOT a bad-looking woman? And both of us were pretty mellowed and lit.Sitting on. The signal from your cell phone is being absorbed by the walls," I told her back and hoped she understood.Taking the scanner, she opened the programming panel, hit some buttons and then I saw the screen sweeping back and forth. I saw her point to her cell phone signal trying to get out, but then she frowned when it did not show a signal for the energy I had found. She did some more work on the touchscreen, but still did to get the signal she said she wanted. I jumped back from her when she. “Swati and I always use a buttplug to loosen her ass for a few hours before going anal”, I said, laying on her and panting to catch my breath too. “Why should Swati get all the cherry popping fun? I have no cherry in my pussy, but my ass is pure and virgin, and I feel naughty enough to pop it”, she said, grinning and squeezing my balls as she spoke. “Ok, ok! Stop popping my balls, I’ll fuck your ass. Let me go get some lube”, I tried prying her hand open to move away, when she held on tighter.. Strip me down to my butt and fuck me," she had me at every word she said. I took of her shirt aggresivley as she moaned and pulled out my throbbing hard cock. She got on her knees and sucked my cock slowly going up and down and gradually getting faster.She let my pants fall and then. She undid the strap to her bra. As her bra fell to the ground, I was speachless. Her breasts were soft and smoother than I imagined. Her nipples were perky and delicate. I took off her leggings and her panties as.