That evening as he lay in bed beside Gina, Joe felt his cock growing hard again as an image of Lydia's pussy entered his mind. That night he fucked Gi...a so hard that she begged him to stop which only spurred him on even more, all he wanted to do was punish her, imagining her pussy were her best friends.As the days went by Joe became more and more convinced that Lydia was teasing him. On Sunday she sat opposite him whilst he was having his breakfast and unpeeled a banana before putting it slowly. And it worked, or so it thought. ‘Very good,’ Mr. Bradshaw said to her in English as he handed back her test, a sterling blue ’92’ written on the top corner. ‘To tell you the truth, you know English better than a lot of Americans.’ Sakura flushed. ‘Thank you very much, Mr. Bradshaw,’ she said in English. She still had a fresh-off-the-boat accent, but her grammar and vocalbulary were near-perfect. An unexpected benefit of her love. And it was love – not some stupid schoolgirl crush. She had. His hands now reached into my armpit and I squirmed with the ticklish delight as he stroked my clean shaven area. Leaning back, as if I was feeling sleepy, I rested my head on his shoulder. He kissed the nape of my neck and ran his tongue into my ear, dripping saliva into it causing goose pimples all over my body. I tell you, I cummed right then a suddering wave of orgasm rippling through my tingling vagina when his tongue casually played inside my ear. Squeezing my thighs together, I squirmed. I took my hand from her other breast and caressed her large frame, down her round belly, over her hip and thigh until I reached her pussy. I moved her hand aside and gently stroked her very wet slit, up and down my hand moved, my mouth still sucking her hard nipple. "Mmmm-mm, yes, I love this", she said breathlessly. She spread her legs wider and I couldn't resist sliding a finger into her vagina, surprisingly for an older woman she was tight but very wet. Ann moaned again and bucked her hips.