His eyes fixed on her, the breeze catching her hair, the scent drifting from her. The muffled sounds caught his attention, to this day he wished he ha... not looked. On all fours in front of the mystical creature of beauty, was a man. A man being taken, something in him wanted to move closer, but his legs would not, could not move. The muffled cries as the women drove into him, pushing him forward with each thrust, holding his hips, fucking his ass with such animal power. Throwing her head back. .?" I gasped, taken by surprise and not really knowing what to do. I didn't even have time to be embarrassed. My underwear had been pulled down as well and just barely coved my goodies. I stood there like a dope who had been pantsed in the hallway at school. "Oh don't be silly!" was her response to my inarticulate remark. "Here, try these on." she told me, handing me another pair that, frankly looked just like the first. I was really nonplussed but was trying not to appear like an unexpected. If only, he often dreamed.. Brad turned eighteen and two weeks later he was asked to mow the lawn of his dream woman. By now she was almost thirty and still extremely good looking in his eyes. Susan, the woman he had lusted after for so long, had come home four months earlier with her first c***d. The fact that her tits had become larger didn’t escape Brad’s roaming eyes and served to only increase his lust and desire for her. The front lawn was. She was already soclose, and she couldn’t stand for him to stop. Randydidn’t plan on going anywhere however, and after only afew short minutes of his oral ministrations, Trish feltthe first spasms of her orgasm coming on like a freighttrain. Randy felt it too, and took the opportunity toslip first one, and then two fingers from her puss intothe little rosebud of her anus.“You nasty little fucker,” Trisha gasped as she began toslide down from her climax.Redoubling his.