She was clearly rubbing her sweet little pussy through her knickers, and I wondered if it was turning her on as much as it was turning me on! "And the...," she whispered, "I put my hand inside my knickers, like this."To watch a woman masterbate is one of lifes many pleasures. My wife and I often did it in front of each other, and I always loved watching her face as well as the rest of her body. Leanne's face was etched in concentration, as she avoided my eyes, which might have made her realise. But the house was still dark, no sunlight was coming in through the windows. I thought my girlfriend had woken me up, but she was still sleeping on her couch. I looked up and there was Aunt Sandra, looking over me.

She was wearing a loose, red night shirt with two or three buttons undone, revealing more of her tits that I have ever gotten to see. I asked her what was the matter, and if everything was alright, but she just smiled and put a hand on my face, asking “Are you feeling better?”
The. Peter sighed and looked away from the newspaper he had been reading since he had started his breakfast with his family. He looked at his wife and smiled. After sixteen years of marriage, as both were approaching their forties, he was still in love with Laura. Her brown hair, her blue eyes, not to mention her generous curves that improved with time. At the thought of the night he had just spent with her, he felt an erection pressing against his jeans. He pulled himself together, when he. As she tried moving her head away and she gaged and screamed. I held it for about 4-5 seconds then let go and popped my dick out of her mouth. She gaged and coughed for a minute. I took the mouth piece out. Please. Please. Why are you doing this? She asked me. I reached down and rubbed her pussy. Oh, your wet. I showed her her cum on my hand. She looked at it and struggled. I licked it off my hand and untied her. I untied her and made walk over to the metal frame bed. I tied her hands to the.