After all hedidn't need to be an expert to enjoy the sight of Marcy applying hermakeup. Just the fact that she was quite literally prettying herself f...rhim was more than enough.Mincing out into her room Marcy prayed that her efforts would be goodenough. "I'm done Sir, I hope it's to your satisfaction," Marcy whimpereddropping in a deep curtesy. She hated having to be so submissive to theasshole behind the speakers, but not knowing who it was she couldn't beangry at the culprit. Not that anger. Such rumours always abounded when two people lived at the same address.Saturday morning coffee was a different matter he could see at once. Arriving at about quarter past ten he was greeted effusively by the organist, who apologised for not speaking on the Sunday. Clearly this man needed something, and David wondered, based on what he had heard the previous Sunday during the service, whether it was organ playing lessons or whether the instrument was on its last legs. Out of sheer politeness he. "Can I use my hands?" she asked"Huh?" Can I use my hands to, you know, get it out?" she explained.I laughed. "Yes, you may, though I might just tie them behind your back sometime for the fun of it!"Blushing, she reached in and freed my semi-stiff cock. She took the opportunity to examine it closely until I cleared my throat to remind her why she was there. With an impish little giggle, she slipped the swollen purplish head into her mouth.Not knowing how long she could stay there, or how long I. Let me take care of it.//Arushi stood up on the bed and removed her bra. She began to press her perky breasts and moaned in pleasure, whilst pinching and pulling her tight nipples.Turning around, she pulled her panty and tightened it against her ass crack. After spreading her ass cheeks, she turned around and did the same with her vagina. Her pussy lips looked clean and distinct when they were separated by the fabric of the panty.Arushi: Just like boys, girls too fantasies about a hot guy whom.