Chris lived with her husband Tony and their young son Richard and baby daughter Sarah. Chris was a housewife, staying at home to look after the child...en. Chris had a pretty face and was nearly always smiling. She had long curly brown hair, an absolutely gorgeous body, slim with ample breasts, broad hips and long slender legs.On hot summer days Chris would often be dressed in small bikini tops which barely contained her large round breasts and shorts, usually cut off denim shorts which showed. Stan watched in fascination. He was no stranger to sex, he had once counted over a dozen women's names as trophies he had claimed prior to meeting his wife. But there had been none since. And his daughter looked so much like she had when he first took her back to his apartment. Puffy tits, tight belly... his eyes went lower. His wife had never shaved down there. He had never seen her labia and clitoral hood the way he was able to see Kelley's. He could not have pulled his eyes off of her pussy. Each spurt is a little thinner and doesn’t travel quite as far as the last; the eleventh and final spurt is just a few drops of white goo that dribble out over Catie’s hand. Aaron lets out a final groan of appreciation as Catie finally releases her hold on his pecker and gets to her feet. “I tamed the sea serpent! I made him spit!” the petite bikini babe calls out triumphantly. “Yeah, you did!” Aaron replies, watching as one last glob of sperm oozes out of his penile slit… “Aaron! Wow! What’s. 3 days later he phoned me, he had been send to work in Norway by his company, and could not answer my letter. But now he really wanted to meet me and fuck me. We arranged a meeting the following weekend.He arrived at 8 PM Saturday evening. He played a salesman who sold books about sex. We played along, and my husband said to him: "We are not interested in books about it. We are doing it instead reading about it."That was a sign for Steen telling him he was approved.Now Steen was ready for.