I,d been introduced to them when visiting Sarah in the office one lunch time. Gina was a few years older than my wife blonde like Sarah, but shorter w...th large titties and a curvy rear end with a young son often looked after by her widowed mother. Louise was a stunning red head with emerald eyes, small breasts and a classic derrière. She was single with a long term boyfriend. Sarah said the two were always boasting about how great their partners were in bed. “So what do you say about me?” I. My pussy throbbed knowing he was only inches from touching it. His fingertips grabbed the top of my lace hold up as he began to peel it away from my slender leg. The white material contrasted against my bronzed skin. Staring straight into my eyes Darren tossed my stocking to the side and proceeded to lift my foot to his mouth. I watched as my painted red toenails disappeared. I moaned as I could feel his tongue rolling expertly over each toe. I closed my eyes as the feeling of euphoria. Christ, his cock had leaped at that sight -- and he had to return the favor by fucking the seducer's wife. And that swap had been the second incident.Mr. and Mrs. Martin Oliss had proved to be a well worth-while aquaintanceship. Oliss-Skopos' sales veep! What a stroke of luck! Nothing like selling a salesman, he'd found; Oliss had been putty in his hands, for if the man had been enough of an opportunist, and he had, to fuck his, Zeigler's girl, at the price of letting his wife be laid by the. He is grunting andbreathing hard, and filmed with sweat. I lick my upper lip, and tastethe salt of my own perspiration. Our bodies slap together in drum rollpercussion. I slip into a dream. I am riding behind Matt on his motorcycle. I massage my breasts againsthis trapeziums, and he squeezes my thigh. We dismount and walk hand inand through the scrub to the trail head. The climb is steep andtreacherous, so he hoists me on his back like a fireman. I kiss hissweaty neck, and he squeezes my.