Finally free of his clothing and sporting a conspicuous erection, he climbed up onto the bed and crawled over into her embrace.Her soft fur tickled th... skin all over his body as she held him close, squashing him against her massive breasts and her paunchy belly. He sunk his fingers into her coat, grabbing handfuls of the pliant fat beneath. She laughed and wriggled as he groped.“What are you doing, Dennis? Come here.”She grasped his face between her fluffy hands and angled it towards her. (I’m a really good wanker and can do it on a plane, train, changing cubicle and in every scenario I can do it quiet as a dormouse, but on occasions like this one has to put a little effort in you know) Meg informed me (rather too aggressively for the situation tbh) that she was rubbing hard circular motions on her clit while squeezing her left nipple just hard enough to jar all the necessary nerve endings into action. Apparently, she was also taking the regular opportunity to slide a finger. With huge smiles and hands clasped together, they continued;“We hope you will enjoy the journey of discovery you have embarked upon this morning, as Gary has just fulfilled a long held wish to play guitar”.Well, he wasn’t playing guitar, thought Beth. Whoever the lady behind him is, was playing the guitar, but OK, I get it. He could believe it was him playing if he looked down. It did kind of look like his arms and hands. When she came into the room. Beth glanced over at where Gary had sat. The sexual tension within the room was evident yet both of them acted as if it was nothing new.He then pulled her near him kissed on her neck and while she was still in his hold he untied her petty coat which fell on the ground. Now he opened the hooks of her blouse and dropped them. The sight he had always been waiting to see was right in front of him yet he didn’t open his eyes for the fear that she will feel embarrassed. So he quickly got the dress she was suppose to wear and both of them.
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