My fingers started to push her closer and closer to orgasm I knew she was close by her moans. The further her nails slid into my shoulders and the mor... she moaned, the closer she got. I knew her inside out but further exploring her inside was so fucking good… Her open lips released her constant moans; she started to moan my name. I love that, as she continued her moaning of my name my enlarged cock continued to strain against my ever tightening pants. She moaned louder and louder and her nails. He couldn't face it.He’d always played the chivalrous game, looking out at every opportunity for ‘the one’, for ‘Miss Right’. Yet there hadn’t been any time for socialising and none for dating… there certainly hadn’t been any opportunity for sex.SEX. The merest thought of the word sent a pulsing, creeping shiver through him, causing a sudden rush of excitement and a sharp deep breath. As the weeks went by and his stress started to lift from his simmering work preoccupation, that word and its. She knew he could almost feel the individual fibers of tricot sliding up and down his cock. She guided his hands down the front of her slip, palms open. She knew he was enjoying the feel of the tricot against them. Then she guided them to the new lump in the front of her slips. He froze!"It's ok, don't move," she whispered in his ear, making sure her hips continued their rhythm. She held his hand against her 9 inch cock, not letting him pull away. Not that he seemed to be trying that. She said don’t worry. No one was at home. We can enjoy. Forget me that I am your chachie. She asked me to go to her room.As i entered her room she went out and came after few minutes and started talking about sex and ask whether I have any Adult cd. I brought her the adult cd and she played it while we were moving our hands on each other. She took her hands in my pants and touched my dick which was semi errect. I started to move my hands to her boobs which I like the most. We started kissing on.