"My God, Emily — this is getting me quite hot!" I laughed.She giggled, "Me too!" and I noticed her cute little thighs tense and squeeze slightly as ...ell. I felt a tingling in my nips now and looked down at my boobs. I could just make them out now, stiffening slightly against the brief material of my bra."Look, you can even see these are waking up", I laughed, pointing at my nipples.Her eyes went to them and she giggled again, not able to look away for a moment. "You're right", she murmured,. My tongue moves and works around his cock tickling and teasing at his sensitivity. I can almost feel his cock building up for his release, a throbbing pulse on my tongue that spasms out of control. He moans harder and bucks into my mouth and I almost gag once again but manage to take all of his swollen cock into my throat for a brief moment. He moans even louder now and I can tell from the feel of his hips bucking he aims to cum, I work and grind my hand on his has while moving my mouth over. Twitchers in the woodLittle did they know the local ladies bird-watching club had been carefully spying on them through binoculars and spotting telescopes from a wooden hut about 100m away hidden in the woods. As they almost fell over the entrance, the door opened and a lithe woman of at least 50 emerged smiling and beckoned them in. It was dark in the hut, and smelled strongly of wood, perfume, gin and something that was probably pussy juice. The lady told them not to be frightened, but that. She used her tongue on the head. Formed an O with her lips and sucked it. He pushed it in and out of her mouth, with each stroke going deeper and deeper. First two inches, then three, then she felt it at the entrance of her throat. He pushed another inch into her as she swallowed. Before she knew it, all seven inches were buried in her throat and mouth. She loved it. Sucking and licking and using her tongue. Sandy felt his cock vibrate and expand and knew he was going to shoot his load into her.