Access to my pussy is restricted, so he pulls back. Gently he parts my legs wider and pulls the panties down in the front as far as they stretch. Now ...e can really have a go at the object of his desire. He gets sticky fingertips from fondling the sensitive lips of my sex, searching for the tiny fleshy nub of lust. I could purr from sheer excitement, but I don't want to make it too easy for him. I moan, stir and roll onto my side, facing the window. Adopting quickly to the new situation he. She needed a break anyway. Maybe she should take a shower and wash some of the grime from her 32-year-old body. It would be quite embarrassing if anyone came to the door right now. She wouldn't dare answer it."So, you think momma stinks, do you?" Marsha pulled back the hem of her shirt, examining herself. The light blue underpants were visibly stained, her vaginal lubrication having soaked through the fabric and dried to a crusty white. "I'd have to agree with you on that, Curly."The animal. Suddenly I felt hers on my thighs, slowly sliding up to my butt and rubbing it before sliding back down. I moaned at her touch. My body was burning up. Her head bobbed up and down, sliding deliciously along my shaft. After a few minutes, half of my cock was drenched in her saliva and she began stroking the other half. I could already feel that familiar feeling. Her kiss had been going through my mind all day and it got me excited and I knew I wasn't going to last that long.She swirled her. She returned to the beacons without a bra and short shorts, her nipples stuck out and I was beginning to institute. We sat and talked for a while I began to realize that this evening ended for me rough sex. I offered to give her a massage, she agreed. Vick took off her bra and lay down on his stomach. I began to massage her neck and shoulders, then began to descend lower and lower, kissing and nibbling with her ear.I continued to massage, slightly parted her legs began a hand between them. Soon.