He turned to face where she was kneeling stroking his c**k with firm slow movements the shaft glistening with our combined juices the end was red and swollen as he slid the foreskin back and forth.
He told her to carry on touching herself if she wanted to.
Without saying a word she moved a hand up under her skirt the other hand gathering it up at the hem to keep her intimate area covered.
That just made it all the more sexy her movements obvious as she matched Steve stroke for stroke so turned on that her inhibitions were melting away.
It was such an erotic sight that I began to touch my sopping fanny.
Then I had a wicked idea.
I whispered to Tracy that she would be more comfortable lying down she looked hesitant at first then lay back careful to arrange her skirt so that she was cov
