He called as soon as she left and I arrived there a short time later. He took me down to his livingroom, which was in the basement, and it led out bac... to the pool and backyard, with a patio door. He showed me the panties he had grabbed from his daughter's room and as we stripped down, he put a pair on as well as her bra. He was chubby, and the panties didn't cover very well, and he couldn't do the bra up. I figured if it got him off who was I to judge! I sat on the couch and took the three. It was almost overwhelming in its intensity, but she kept an image of his hands in her mind, opening her up, fingers slipping inside, her imagination pushed her over the edge. Her knees gave way slightly and she gasped out loud as her release came over her.She kept the spray focused on her mons, imagined him kissing her, his rough stubble scratching her cheeks as he kissed her neck and ears. Her body shook as her release returned again. She made a low noise, her eyes squeezed shut. Finally she. Seemed like today he was going to put me to the test. I nearly yelp when I feel him manage to get his fingers worked into me and can still reach my clit. I wiggle and grind as discreetly as I can but I get the feeling he might win this time because he is managing to aggressively work my pussy without anyone the wiser. I eventually have to wave my white flag and excuse myself to go on a food run. This is the signal that we give up and need to be finished off. So I ask Cyle to take me to get a. Aunt Hagar was having one orgasm after another and I unloaded a huge load of sperm into her, but remained hard as a rock. Hagar howled or moaned or screamed, depending on whether the basket was rising slightly or dropping as the ropes twisted. And spun the basket. She was crying for me to stop, but I couldnt. I had never felt anything like this before or since that time. Every muscle in my body was electric, tense, on fire, and vibrating. And spun the basket. My brain was fried, the only thing.