I obliged and shot bolt after bolt of hot cum onto her sweet little arse, sending cum dripping down onto her knickers where her pussy and arsehole was...She then got up and excuser herself and ordered me to relax and take a seat and she would be back. I waited a few minutes, composing myself, and she returned wearing nothing but a lacy black bra and matching thong. That was enough to arouse my cock once more as I felt it twitching. She walked in silently and lied on the middle of the living room. I didn't care what she said; I was in heaven."My baby, with your little ass sticking out into the palm of my hand."She moved her hand back from my balls and cupped my ass. She started towork her soapy hand up and down along my ass-crack until her middlefinger grazed my secret, sensitive spot. I let out an unexpectedlyhigh-pitched yelp, and moved to grab her hand, but she suddenly grippedmy wrist hard and put my hand back over my head against the tile wall.I could have stopped her; as a man. She stood in the entryway for a moment, gathering herself and figuring out what she wanted to do next when she happened to notice something on the floor near the entrance to her kitchen. She walked over and bent to pick it up. It was a small, shiny cufflink. She looked at the small piece of metal in her hand and felt her body flush. Funny how something so small could trigger a memory so strong that her whole body felt it. A small smile played at her full lips and she took a deep, slightly. Feeling bare flesh, she realized that Wendy was wearing a thong. Returning to her pussy, Gretchen hooked the little piece of fabric, and pulled it to one side, baring the girl’s labia. She rubbed the damp lips with her fingers, then gradually began to exert pressure, inserting two fingers into Wendy’s pussy very slowly. As her fingers went in, she brought her thumb into play, finding Wendy’s clit and rubbing it lightly.Wendy was moaning lightly, and staring wide-eyed at Gretchen, not believing.