I think the wideness of my eyes gave away my answer.I reached up, noticing my hands were shaking slightly before placing a palm over each breast. Nipp...es pressed against my hands as I spread my fingers making it look like two flesh coloured spiders were nestled on her tits.And fuck me, did they feel nice – just as soft as I imagined.Chrissie smiled at me as she sat straddling my front whilst I fondled her boobs, my cock resting between her butt cheeks.“And by the way,” she said, “from the feel. Letting her go, he winds her up enough to get back under her. Slides his dick back inside her and fucks her till he is once again near to cumming. He slowly turns her, loving the feeling of her tight pussy squeezing around his dick. With her faced away he pauses and gets a nice glob of the grease on his finger tips. She cries out when he smears it on her anal opening then takes another and pushes it inside her. She knows his intent now and begs him not to take her that way. 'It is too horrible. I was expecting her to ease herfinger inside her tenacious pussy, but instead, she delighted me, bringing her finger to her soft lips and sucking it softly into her mouth, and began sexily purring that same sound she was making earlier.It was still too low to hear correctly. She removed her finger from her tender lips very slowly, her lips seductively encircling her finger as she eased it from her lips, and spreading her legs a littlefarther, making that sexy sound again. I looked directly. To finish their massage, but I have not once had sex with a person on my table. I have masturbated, as I've told you, once they were gone, but I've never allowed them to have sex with me. When I told Georges I wanted to make love with you, he called me a whore. I told him I would speak with him later." Her eyes were on fire as she spoke, her hands moving in the air, her breasts jiggling to her movements.I sat up on the table. "Women are not whores. Some men can be, but women are not," I said as.