I reached out to her to lift her face. I immediately felt the warmth of her cheeks. Her faces were watery and she was flustered. the lights were off b...t the light from outside filled the room with an incandescent glow. I could see her and she was vulnerable, aroused and ovulating. I proceed to undress whilst staring into her eyes. She maintained eye contact at first but quickly gave way and turned away from me. I was now undressed, with a raging, pulsating cock. I was a man on a mission.I. I had met a younger black guy online, he was from rural Georgia and told me this fantasy he had about my wife. He has a carpet cleaning service and said he came to our house to clean our carpets while I was at work. He says my wife greeted him at the door with a house dress on with a long full skirt, button front and could tell her bra was one of those full support ones older women wore and he could imagine the granny panties under her skirt. He says she met him at the door with a big smile and. She pulls her knees up underneath herself and pushes her torso up with her arms so that she is on her hands and knees and this is her mistake. As soon as she get into this position, Clarissa puts a leg under her hips and then each girl grabs an arm, pulling them out from underneath her and pushing her face back down to the carpet and pressing her arms—spread eagle—to the floor.“Guys, what the hell?” Priscilla shrieks, her voice slightly muffled by the thick carpet.“Relax,” Clarissa purrs.. She turned around to catch me looking lustfully at her sweer arse. "Lets go upstairs, your room this time." I stood up, my cock standing out straight from my open fly, Catherine rolled over, removed her panties and parted her legs revealing her young hairy pussy. I got back on my knees, placed my cock on her pussy and began to stroke her outer lips with the tip of my cock. "Upstairs now! I've got a surprise for you!" She said in a firm commanding tone.I stood up again, Catherine shuffled to her.