I rest my hand on your thigh, sensing the dry warmth emanating from your soft, smooth skin, and then squeeze it, feeling the supple muscles. I watch y...ur face, noticing the naughty twinkle in your eye as you realise we will not be actually watching the film. My hand moves slowly up, fingers barely touching, fluttering over your skin. I reach the hem of your skirt and you respond by spreading your legs, all the while pretending to watch the film but not really registering the flickering images,. Then she lies back down beside the man, her mouth inches from his ear and says, “Fuck her. Fuck her until she cums all over your dick just like I did.”Casey doesn’t fuck Susie as much as she fucks him. He lays there underneath her as she rides him hard. Her tight pussy grips at his turgid flesh as she bounces up and down. Her knees are on the bed, heels pointing behind her as she leans forward to change the angle of her strokes, making her clit drag violently against his shaft. And while she. Which he willing does, crouching in front of her to give her the tongue lashing she deserves. She will sit there with her legs spread apart enjoying her cappuccino and Hubby’s tongue, moaning away. Hubby always knows when she is going to cum, because she puts her glass down on the counter and places both hands on the back of Hubby’s head to force his face tight into her drenched love nest. She rubs herself all over as her hips buck as she cums, screaming with delight.When her orgasm. Walking down the short hallway, she found herself pausing in front of his door. She listened, nothing. The floor creaked lightly beneath her as she entered her room. As usual, Ali didn’t close her door. Her fantasy’s got the best of her sometimes. Wishing, hoping, that he would come in and kiss her. Wake her from her sleep and make love to her. Oh, what a dream. She pulled off her hooded sweatshirt and shorts and crawled into bed. Her legs glided across the flannel sheets and her boy-short.