She could see Becky's breasts swinging violently in her peripheral vision, and felt the jolts of her own globes almost painfully swaying as well. Both...men grunted and growled from exertion as they pounded their cocks home.Smack, smack, smack — the relentless, stereo sound echoed through the room, punctuated by involuntary cries as Dan and Adam built raging bonfires in the loins of the rocking women in front of them. Everything else in the room faded as all of Christine's senses focused on the. Which cat, Sir?Just feel her caress your love lips, Love. My cat-o-nine-tails softly moves alongside.Jenny enjoys the feeling, while I wetting the leather straps by the moist of her twat.Jenny purrs: Hmmmmm, cute cat. Wonder whether she likes to lick my creamy love lips?Haha, hottie. It will be more like flicks than licks, like this and I hit her with it.Wetted, the leather straps have more weight. So even a soft slap has quite an impact.Slowly I turn up the heat on her hot lips. Lovely to see. It felt odd. Damon was accustomed to being nude indoors -- bedroom, showers, that sort of thing and, yes, he'd been skinny-dipping on occasion, but then nudity had been an almost unseen substitute for a bathing suit. This felt different somehow, welcome - and welcoming.He walked around the glade, feeling the sun on his body, warm air on his skin, soft grass beneath his feet. Feeling a breeze on his sex was odd but hardly uncomfortable.It all felt good. It felt more natural, closer to what it. He pretended he had not noticed, and decided to have a little fun and shock his gran. Thoughts of anything sexual with her had not crossed his mind until he remembered the huge soft breasts that had been pressed against him an hour or so ago as she gave him that hug. He started to imagine his hands on those huge melons. Jill was transfixed on what she was looking at, unaware that her grandson was deliberately masturbating for her benefit.At 62, she still was sexually active with her husband,.