Her name was Loni and she was a total hottie, of that they all agreed. Lance and his friends had first encountered her and her husband at the twenty-four-hour restaurant frequented by many of those that worked the local night clubs. No matter the weather Loni was always dressed to the nines in short skirts, dark nylons, knee-high boots or stiletto heels, and tight tops. Lance and his friends never knew her age, but it wa...
My name is Annabelle Watts, and I had moved from a house in West Hampshire to North Yorkshire, England, and decided to go to a boot fair where people were selling all of their old stuff that they didn't want anymore. I was a single woman in her early thirties, five years since my divorce from my ex-husband. I pulled my white Volkswagen up to the curb and switched off the engine and stepped out of the car and looked at all...
“Suck my dick,” he answered me, voice unsteady, tenor tones punctuated by a quick inhalation. Hands pressed into his chest, I tipped forward till the ends of my hair brushed against his face, ignoring his request even though I had just asked him what he wanted. I smeared my dripping pussy on him. “Oh?” my voice soft and teasing, “do you want me to kneel between your legs?” His cock between us brushed against my own arouse...
