The music was loud and all conversation had to be bellowed."Hey, how are you doing?" He shouted into my ear, getting me away from a drunk eighteen yea... old skater boy."This party's shit man... Why am I even here?" I complained, pulling at the lace of my dress."Because I want you to meet someone." He shouted back, grabbing my hand and pulling me through the people into a back room. It was his parents bedroom, and with the door shut conversation suddenly became possible. With his back to us was a. He leaned over and kissed me full on the mouth and out tongues filled our throats, as i wanked him slowly to full erection and felt his hand explore my wet crotch."Can I fuck it", I asked him, as his finger found my pussy as willing as my words. His smile was as broad as my thighs, I sat splay-legged, the fact I was without underwear, spoke volumes as to the kind of woman I was, so when my husband reappeared with more drinks, I told him I needed to go back home, we wanted to fuck, because if we. And tattoos.About CHRIS Is 38yrs and very sexy well build. amazing 12 inch cock they have been married 8yrs no k**s.She first started by getting behind me and She was rubbing her hands on my chest, then Emma went in front of me and sat on my lap as she was rubbing her firm ass onto my crotch. i was getting a amazing boner and she felt it as she started to moan at the same time. she then stood up and took off her tiny top off. revealing her sexy lace pink bra. She sat down on me again but this. He had pulled apart my school blazer to inspect my small bust."Yeah," commented a third. "Hardly a good handful though." I don't know guys," said the fourth.His hand moved over me, squeezing and cupping."Small but nice and firm," he said with a chuckle.I stood they unable to move as they made their intimate inspection."Let's get them out then," said one."No please," I croaked, finding my voice at last.They didn't react at all to my pleas but just started to undress me. My blouse buttons were.