She was blisteringmy ass. I couldn't believe how often she was able to strike. Here itcomes! I could feel her fist worming into my M-X induced vagina,...past theknuckles and into the wrist and then imbedded inside me! Her other handwent to my rear and soon I was double fisted.I was being held over her head, supported by the fists in my body. Mytattooed legs scissored in the air. Carmen tilted and turned me at herwhim, bouncing me, making me scream as she opened and closed her fists. "Who's lead. She is part of a circle of about a dozen women with her same origin and relative family,Andrea see her girlfriends at least 4 times a week and is very fond of them.At 10,30 am my mobile rings and i see my toddler a sleep in his bedroom,i switch channel and see Andrea talking to Paul,the husband of her best friend,i know him well and tough i can't consider him a real mate i enjoy having a couple of beers in his company,is all good and i close the call.The same night ,back at home ,small talking. . . in just my panties and bra. His hands started to roam, over my boobs, then down slowly to my panties. His middle finger gently pressed between my legs and over my clit. I continued to stroke his stiff cock, keeping my hand tight and getting slightly faster, but then slowing down. God this was so naughty but so very exciting! Did I want to have sex with him? No, I mustn't . . . and I had to tell him. “We can’t fuck!” I blurted out.“Okay, just touching . . . it makes me even more horny, just. " I think I managed to hide my grin!"What's his favourite picture of me?" I asked."There's one of you nude on all fours on a rug sticking out your bum with your legs real wide. Your bum turns him on and he says he wants to fill your bum crack with his cum." Ooooooh! You naughty boys!" I said playfully.I pressed the remote. The TV scrolled through pictures of me sitting on my kitchen table with my legs wide peeling my stockings off, then sprawling nude on the table, and lots more. I've always.