Just then there was a knock at Patrick's door. It was his Mum again."Can I come in, now?" she asked."I suppose so," Patrick replied.She opened the doo..., and asked "Well, don't you look pretty! So what doyou think? Do you like wearing a bra and panties? This is what girls doeveryday." Oh yes, Mum! It's so different," Patrick answered.Then Patrick slowly asked. "But, Mum, is the dress for me too?" Of course it is," she replied. "You can try it on now if you like."Patrick reached for it and took. She was moaning quite loudly by this time, and her hips were jerking back and forth. I could feel the walls of her pussy clenching and releasing as I drove my fingers into her. Suddenly I curled my fingers and pushed them hard into her G-spot and nipped on her clit with my teeth. Karen gasped and cried out, "Oh God, Gpaw what are you doing to me? My cunt's on fire! I'm going to come, I'm going to come." "I'm coming, I'm coming," she moaned. Suddenly, a tremendous gush of pussy juice squirted. He had to start at step one thanks to them, and he didn’t appreciate the cost of his time and loss of that sweet young boy. Of course he wouldn’t finish that “job”, his cover had been blown and he had no intentions on ever being caught. He saw a wisp of a light blue skirt like the younger girl had been wearing turning a corner towards the train station. He hurried himself to blend with the other people rushing along to their own destinations and followed the color of fabric. It waved into. Waite a minute i said didnt yoou take hubs to the airport this morning and fuck him like you do every trip he takes? She said my wet pussy loves to be treated like a slut and you love a slut, you think your wife pussy hasnt been fucked three or four times in a day. She said i herd you even plan some of her adventures so do my pussy like i know hers is done after she fucks another guy. An by the way my husband did fuck your girlfriend at the time who is now your wife, he told me the whole story.