'It's not every muff-diving momma gets a ringside seat to see her kid's cherry popped!' he laughed as Mellissa screamed and writhed on my blue-veined ...ock. ''Course there's gotta be a cherry to pop. Maybe your kid's really a little tramp?'There was a 'cherry'. I felt the pressure of Mellissa's hymen against the head of my slowly advancing dick and pushed steadily deeper. It parted like damp gauze and I felt a wash of warmth down the length of my prick as the blood - what little there was of it. ‘Oh yes,’ she sighed. The feverish searching for pleasure escalated, the women’s bodies, now stripped bare of all clothing, except perviously, their high heels, at Greg’s insistence. His fetish for women’s in tall heels enhancing his arousal. His hands roamed freely over the women’s naked flesh savouring the silken texture, paying particular attention to their lustrous nipples and delectable womanhood, heightening Skye’s arousal as he fingered her clit. Having swapped positions, Cherie was now. “That was fast!”“What do you expect? It’s my first time!” They laughed. “Stop moving and kiss me and feel if the urge goes away.” He did, and they kissed a moment, his palm caressing her firm tit. The sensation subsided for a moment, he didn’t need any prompting to continue.“A good lover can stop from cumming a few times to make the experience last longer for them. This time let the urge keep going,” and he nodded.Abby held her lover close to her breasts, legs bent, holding him in place. As. He came closer to me and kissed me on face and this time his hands started measuring my belly and my rounded ass.As there is big window in my drawing room I asked him to come in the bedroom. The windows were closed so no one could see us from outside. He lifted me in his arms and put me on the double bed. I was aching for his touch but yet my body involuntarily went into a fatal crouch, as if afraid. He understood this and lied down near me and started softly kissing me on cheeks, neck,.