She wanted more of it, wanted to feel the swollen cock drilling in and out of her moist hungry passage. Instinctively, she wrapped her hands around my...arse and pulled my hips into her crotch as she drove her young buttocks upward, grinding herself against my pelvis but I remained motionless, above her, my weight pressing her back down into the cushions smiling at her. She couldn’t move and she felt like she was about to go out of her mind with the fiery frustration that blazed inside of her. He saw her pussy when she opened her legs to take it off and she was shining with wetness already and there was a very wet spot on her bottoms too. Well we worked another 30 mins and I was looking for an excuse to get us back close to her as I was really getting turned on knowing what he could see from a distance he was going to get to see up close. Now to describe my wife’s pussy to you . It is very close cropped and she trims it to a very small patch on top and shaved on bottom and it looked. I took off myjacket, tie, and shirt. Bare-chested, I felt better, although I wishedI could remove the rest of my tuxedo, as, normally, I prefer to benaked at home. However, with my sister as my houseguest, goingshirtless was about as naked as I'd be able to get.I heard a playful wolf's whistle. Kirsten had returned to the livingroom. She openly admired my chiseled pecs and the tightness of my firm,six-pack abs. "Men like you shouldn't wear shirts," she quipped, "oranything else,. .. I..." Clone/Gorgo pleaded.The was a flash of silver white light, Andreus stepped in close to her and his Shi Viska slammed into her face with the power of a falling brick. Clone/Gorgo's head snapped around and her eyes rolled up into her head as she fell to the soft dirt, blackness washing over her.Andreus stepped closer and stared down at her inert figure. "The mother of a Spartan would never run!" He hissed savagely. "The mother of the Spartan King would die beside her family!"Doranthe.