Her hair was tied like a bun.One or two locks of her hair was on her forehead unpinned which made her look extra beautiful. She looked extremely ravis...ing. Her main attraction was her fleshy wheat coloured thighs. The towel just covered her pussy and showed off ample space of her thighs. She was holding the towel to her chest.She smiled at me and I smiled back.Me: Ready Madam?I gave my hand to invite her. She held it and nodded with a slight smile.Me: Lie down on your back. Make yourself. ..” She giggled and sipped some wine dripping some on her chest with wild gestures. “His orgasm is the bomb baby. But there’s plenty, PLENTY more gizem waiting for you after he goes off big time. Wouldn’t you just love the eat that big thing?” Margie swung around again reaching to hug my balls but she was gentle.“He’s considered breeding livestock at that dairy and when people found out he wasn’t exactly human, that he was utterly safe to fuck, well, they were lining up. Trust me. We slept with. Jeezes, I opened my pants and started to rub my cock frenetically. Steve was a good fucker, he pumped her for three to four minutes and I hearded her getting orgasms at least twice. I jerked off during this and found a paper towel to clean myself quickly. Then she relifed herself and said loud, Shit that was damn good, now you can do what you want to me. I was suprised again, She has never said that to me. Steve, who had been quite rythmic and calm until then started to pump intensivly. He. ‘Fine. I’m having trouble balancing trigonometric equations.’ He was a little surprised at her down to business attitude, but he started to help her on the problems in the section. He couldn’t help but tease her when she got frustrated – she was so easy to anger, and she gave as good as she got. And when she finally solved a problem on her own, the first time, the hundred-watt grin on her face was infectious. After an hour and a half, she called an end to the session, sighing and stretching.