She waswet, but not as wet as she would ideally be.Which, perversely, was just how Amanda liked it.She liked having to go slow, the greater sensation ...fthe dry plastic rod sliding into her moist vagina, slowly to avoid the pain.In the dark, she slowly penetrated herself.When the vibrator would go in no further, she held it in place with her left hand while she scrabbled for the tape with her right.This was thetrickiest part.She began winding the tape around her large thighs and the end of the. She asked if they liked the view as she stood in her black outfit of stockings, suspenders, thong and a basque that pushed up, but barely stopped, her ample tits spilling out. She asked if they liked the view and one of the other lads she knew quite well called Ade asked her what they needed to do to see more. Drinking another gulp of wine she said she would strip if they did. Quickly down to their boxer shorts with hard cocks bulging to escape, they once again asked to see more. Not until I. I was undressing this man.We had swapped pics of our body parts and here he was all covered up. I was dreaming of running my hands through his chest hair, it looked so soft on the pics.Could I really meet this man and not have the opportunity to touch, carress and kiss his body.My distraction must have been obvious because it wasnt long before he suggested that we go somewhere more private. How could I refuse such an offer.We drove to a quiet country lane and as soon as the engine was turned. But I had seen her hairy pussy when she was trying to fold her legs inside the loose gown that she was wearing. It was the first time when I saw a women’s private part with my own eyes. Yes I had watched a lot of porn and jacked myself after but never I saw a real pussy. It was hairy and looked messy.She lived alone. Her parents died when she was 18 in a car accident when they were returning from a marriage. She was devastated by the incident, but her Mamaji helped her to get her on her feet..