"With nothing else to do, Leslie wandered down the hall to Sabrina's room.He found her reclining on her bed, wearing capris and halter top, readinga C...smopolitan."Hi Leslie! Say, what do you think of these?" she asked, sitting up. Sheplopped the magazine before him on the bedspread and pointed to a pictureof a pair of strappy high heels. "Aren't these just yummy?" Gee," he said, examining the picture, "they sure look high..." That's the idea," she responded, grinning, "high heels are sexy.. I study his face in the darkened carriage, its obvious he is enjoying the friction and as I run my eyes down his form, he is hard against her. She opens her eyes momentarily, the darkness suiting her, she adjusts her frame and their bodies mesh perfectly, I smile, a girl after my own heart, and I note her bum is moving out of sync with the carriage motion, she obviously feels him between her cheeks, she closes her eyes and the journey continues.I feel a vibration in my coat pocket, my mobile is. My thought was that she had to be a really tough old bird! Suddenly, she reached up and grabbed me in a hug. She dragged me down for a kiss, the quality of which I have rarely encountered. She then said, "My God, Man! That was the best fuck I have ever had. When can I get another one like it. To Hell with my husband! I don't care if he finds out about us or not: you are too valuable to lose. Seriously, when can you fuck me again?" I don't know, Sarah. That depends on so many things. I have a. I would open his legs wider for me and reach out for his balls hanging below his erect cock that was bobbing in front of my face. Looking up at his face staring down with me, I could see the heat building up in his eyes with anticipation and need. So I would lean forward and once again lick all around his balls for him, never licking onto his ball sacs as he swayed in front of me. Once I knew he couldn't take the torture anymore I would then proceed to suck his balls for him.I would take his.