As her orgasms continued ripping through her body, Betty bit into my chest hard and violently. I could feel the pain transfer into pleasure by the tim... it reached my cock. As she threw her head back to the bed, I returned the favor; my mouth locked tight to one of her engorged tits, and I dug my teeth deep into them. She flailed around on my cock grunting a variety of obscenities, " FFFFFFFFUUUUUUUCCCCCCKKKK! OMG! YOU FFFUUUCCCKKKING BASTARD! as her orgasms took over. Her pussy was getting. "Well if it isn't Hunter Jane in her brand spankin' new Gucci-flage." Do you like it? I know it's a bit frivolous, but I've seen local women wearing this stuff at the supermarket, so I decided that if I'm going to hunt, it would be appropriate to assimilate into the local culture." Nothing wrong with fitting in. And yes, I do like it. It shows off those adorable freckled knees."Alice's POVI'm probably blushing at the praise. It feels like I am. I spent most of my life hating my freckles but. She said her husband and her made a deal that she could have another female FFM, and that he could fullfill his bi fantasy with a MMF. We swapped a few emails and photos, but I still had my doubts that it was a real couple, that is until I met her at a bar in Denver. She was awesome! Short little blonde with 38DD tits, sitting there in her little red sun dress, and I quickly noticed that she was wearing thigh-high stocking, one of my favs. She said her husband could not make the meet, and I was. Then she looked at me. The face I saw had adopted a kind of hunger I'd never seen. Mom's eyes were glazed, her mouth half-open and panting. Her body was completely splayed but every few seconds it spasmed stiffly, arced away from the couch, and a moan would accompany the movement. Either that or words; "Oh...Jesus", "Fuck...mmm...yeah...FUCK!"When she began to fuck herself with the vibrator; the whole 8 inch shaft vanishing inside her, I could feel my cock twitching and dribbling pre-cum down.