I started videotaping her matches so she could watch them later. She always had these cute little tennis skirts on and I always thought they were so s...xy. Then one day while taping her, I noticed that even though the skirt was short, you really never could see the little white pants that she wore under them. I filmed a lot of her playing and then went home and watched the tape. Nothing ever showed except if she hit an overhand shot close to the net. She would lift up some and that was the only. " He laughed.Claire squeezed and felt the black rubber cock, oblivious to the few other customers who came and went."Here, see how they compare." As he spoke, the clerk took the dildo from her hand and pulled his cock part way out so that he could hold the rubber cock next to his cock."What do you think? Do you think it looks like the real thing?"Claire stepped into the opening to look at his cock next to the rubber cock."Go ahead missy, see if they feel different. You're man don't mind."He. I stared at them as I munched down on the sandwich, my cock was getting harder. "Ross...Ross!" I shook my head as I was brought back into reality. My mother looked at me and then followed my gaze before shouting, "Ross!" realizing what I was so engrossed in. She kind of shook her upper body in disgust at where I was looking. Being rather prudish and quiet my mother quickly added so that the awkwardness would disappear. "What are your plans for this afternoon?" Dunno mum. I was going to go. Your free hand cupping my swelling breast as your tongue swirls over my nipples and as you gently tug andgraze them with your teeth the sensations spiking directly to my pussy causing my muscles to clench around your fingers as the start of my orgasm crashes over. Watching me with those hooded eyes of desire as my body accepts and loses control to this orgasm till the crashing waves settle to ripples. Your lips parted slightly and as the storm of my orgasm passes you have guide half pull my.