Opening the door he calls for Ms Petty to come in he finds her standing at the door skirt hiked up knickers around her knees hand between her legs rub...ing her pussy the other on her braless tight t shirt covered nipple.Like mother like daughter Ms Petty grabbing her blonde hair he pulls her down on to her hands and knees leads her across the large office to the bound and gagged Miss Riviera.Rubbing her face in the hairy cunt of Ms Riviera , the smell of a hot wet pussy juices running down her. Though she maintained she ruptured her hymn in cycling but a guy can tell i suppose. Anyway it did not matte much cause i wasnt going to marry her or anything. She was a great lay though. If you saw her in public, dressed in a knee length top, leggings and combed hair, you would never guess what a wild kid she was underneath. Her role models were Marie Curie cause like her she never shied from experimenting and Sharon Stone cause like her she never wore panties. However this is not story of. 'You're such a good little sister, you know,' Mike said. 'Not all sisters would let their brothers do this.''Mmmmm.'Mike squeezed her breasts and picked up the speed, slapping his balls against her as he buried himself in her bottom. 'How does it feel s*s? How does it feel to get fucked in your ass?''Uhhh -- it feels -- it feels so weird, kinda good I guess, yeah,' she mumbled. 'I suppose you can keep going, but only this time.' She found herself backing her ass into him to meet his thrusts. 'I. Sandhya, now 50, but looking youngish and very smart, came that afternoon to my place. We chatted and had light snacks. The conversation shifted to clothing and jewelry. SO we decided to shift to my bedroom to take out and see things from my Almirah. While all this was going on Sandhya was feeling very hot (month of May) and was relaxing on my bed… Watching and examining the items. Suddenly she asked my permission if she could be more comfortable. I instantly said yes without realizing what she.