Her face was attractive but not nearly as beautiful as Tony’s, he’d always wanted to be with Tony but didn’t know how to tell him. Looking away ...rom the woman he gazed down at Tony’s lovely face wondering he’d dress up in girl’s clothes for him. The chair rattled, rumbled, and made that sound that chairs make on hardwood floors as he fucked the shit deeper into Tony’s cute round ass.He felt his balls tighten, rise, felt the cum as it started its journey. He spurted deep inside the hot shithole. He’d stroked her hair and whispered into her ear ‘It doesn’t matter, it doesn’t matter’ until those whispering lips touched her ear, turning into tiny kisses of incredibly lightness and an intensity flowed into her. That was purely emotional of course. That had been the moment when she should have unzipped the back of her dress and fallen on to him to be administered from the depths of his soul. God, she thought, what was she thinking? Until just now she’d masked any inner feelings toward him. Well a good long time friend of mine whom we talked daily and tributed her regularly, I probably did at least 25+ tributes for her over time. Mentioned she'd like to have me tribute her LIVE. Said she had done that before with a couple guys and they always liked it and she got really hot. I had never done one before but heard and seen and was extremely excited about the idea, so we set a time both of us were available to chat. Mmmmmmm was I excited. All week the messages back and forth,. “Shit!” she whispered, pulling down her dress and pulling up her dripping panties, and realising she needed to sit down after the immense workout… but she still needed sugar. She headed over to the closest house, the Solis Residence.Susan was breathing heavily, her whole body shaking with each breathe as she slid herself off Mike’s finger and… well… his bigger finger. Mike, “That was so amazing!” he told her, as she trembled, trying to turn around, picking up her dressing gown and putting it.