I managed to save myself this time. Moving my fingertips out of the 'hot zone' an inch above her vagina, I began the next phase; 'the scratch'. Briann... got far more vocal at once. "Oh Gees! Right there! Yes!" Using more pressure and my fingernails now, my fingers discharged the tension built up in the nerve endings of her skin by the tantalizing tickle phase. Take my word for it: this part feels fabulous. I dared to let the tips slip under her waistband a bit now, drawing a sigh of. Knowing she would be alone for the next two weeks, Susie a 43 year old housewife stayed in bed, planning a lazy week with less housework. The naturally curly blonde mature women decided to stay at home reading a good book and spending as much time as possible enjoying her beautiful garden and the great view of the Alps. She and her family lived in a big single-family house on the Swiss countryside, in a comfortable distance to Luzern and the Lake of Lucerne. The house was built in the typical. She was force personified, in comparison to her ‘lord and master’. She sat in a seat that was modest compared to his jewel encrusted throne. It was still luxurious to an extreme degree, with orichalc and rubies weaving a brilliant bejeweled tapestry around its edges. Nothing in the room was as dominant as the Sultana. She was of average height for women of the Sultanate. She was a sturdy specimen of womanhood, and was built like the Venus de Milo. She had gorgeously defined bosom that many a. ’ Your words shock me, and I whip my head around, my eyes wide open, in a way questioning your seriousness. Immediately you see the concern on my face. You’ve never said that to me before. You’ve asked me if I wanted to try it, but I only ever let your finger violate my virgin ass before…and that always takes some major coaxing. Reaching back, you turn off the hot water still spraying us. Caressing my ass cheeks with both hands, you slide one hand down, wetting your finger with the slick juices.