This was an offer I could not refuse and the match began. I must admit she was very good and I wondered how she gained her skills, she was also defini...ely aiming below the belt. She got my cock trapped between her legs and gave it a friction burn, I was so exited by now that pre cum flowed freely and mixed with the cream cheese already smeared over her legs. Izzy then grew serious and left the room. I thought the fun was over. I was wrong, a couple of minutes latter she returned with tube of. Underneath the wide-brimmed, black leather cowboy hat she is wearing lies her finely chiselled face with prominent cheekbones and sensuous full lips painted in the same deep shade of red as the car. Her platinum mane of long and straight hair is neatly pulled back into a manicured ponytail and dark, Balorama-style sunglasses conceal her enchanting green eyes. As the handsome young drifter moves his piercing dark eyes up and down the length of the shapely vixen's body, he is immediately drawn to. On the odd time I’ve been in his office, I noticed he has photos of his wife and daughter on his desk. Except that on this Monday his wife’s one wasn’t there. I thought it was a bit odd, but could only assume there had been a rift. Jim came in about fifteen minutes after me. “Good morning Danielle. Oh what’s this?” He asked pointing to the Danish in the plastic carton. “Morning Jim. It’s just a little something, I thought you would like with your coffee.” “Oh thanks Danielle, that’s lovely.” I. Both girls explode with pleasure: Megan’s hips start to shake violently as her legs struggle to keep her standing, her girly cum spraying onto Miss Caitlin’s hand and the floor; Emma quickly moves away and both her and Becky slide two fingers into Fiona’s soaking pussy, fingering her faster and faster, sliding it in deeper as her moans fill the room – her cum sprays out of her pussy as her hips also shake violently as her powerful orgasm shoots through her whole body. Gasping for air, Fiona.