She scoots over to the edge of the worktop and spreads her lips with her fingers. She takes my cock in her other hand and guides it between her legs. ... feel my cock sliding against the gentle resistance of her pussy, tight at first but she's quite wet already so penetrating her is effortless. I feel her buck her hips toward me involuntarily to meet my thrusts, already she is cumming. Her pussy is pulsating, it feels so good, so tight.I grip my cock harder and squeeze, thinking about her pussy. ’ ‘You really are a fool,’ she giggled but didn’t protest when Peter led her by the hand to the BMW Mini Cooper at the curb. ‘At first I genuinely believed I had misunderstood the message.’ She was still talking when Peter opened the driver’s door and handed her the key. ‘But Peter…’ Peter merely put a finger to her lips and walked around to get in the passenger’s seat. ‘No, the message was right but to escort you I really should go home and change into white tie and tails.’ Ignoring his. She’d found she possibly drank too much of it. On her third glass, he noticed how she started to behave oddly, possibly flirting a little with him. In all honesty, he liked how she flirted with him, but he wasn’t sure he wanted to get into another relationship at this point in his life. However, that wine did a number on him too a little. “I’ll say this again,” he said. “I do like what you have on, Julia.” He had never complimented what she was wearing so far that night. It was his internal. I moan long and loud, white pearly cum sprays over the table top. I have a few seconds to wonder what on Earth have I done until my brain kicks me. While Lacey hastily gets dressed I run into the kitchen and grab the kitchen roll. I tear sheets off and being to mop up the puddles of cum from the polished surface. But something stops me in my tracks. Lacey didn’t get dressed instead she’s removed her bra completely and is waiting for me to notice her. Except that’s not all. There was something.