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I had two small armchairs in my room, very short legs on those, which was fashion at the time, and a table which was a little too high to fit in well with the chairs.Karen har some difficulties squeezing herself down behind the table, yes it was a small room. Eventually she sank down into the chair with her legs spread wide apart with her knees touching the edge of the table. As I squeezed myself down on the other side my eyes caught a glorious sight.Under Karen’s mini skirt her mother’s super size panties did nothing to hide what Karen had between her legs. Her pussy was there for me to see as the panties fell over to one side. I thought my eyes would pop out!This was something very much different to what I experienced years ago. It was very hairy, well developed with fat lips and the inner lips sticking out. It looked so adult, even mature. I was really astounded. I tried to concentrate on playing cards but I guess I played very bad that Saturday afternoon. All I could look at was. After 5 long years of dating, we were in his car, and I decided I would take the wheel at the next stop. We traded seats, and we went down an abandoned road. I stopped the car on the side of the road, and look at him. He was asleep, and thought that I was taking him home after our date. I kissed him on the cheek, and he didn’t stir. I then proceeded to run my hand up his thigh. This sirred him a bit, and I giggled as I saw his cock start to enlarge. I unzipped his pants and pulled his stiffy out though his underwear. He started to breathe heavily and groan groggily as I started to wank him. I suppose he was about to come when he woke up abruptly, looked down, and started to go with the flow. “Tell me when you are about to blow, baby” I said and he just nodded, and started to thrust his hips in time with my hand. I noticed that his forehead was sweating and dibbles of precum oozed from his head, he was going to cum. “I’m going to cum,” he said, and I pulled my mouth around his dick.
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’ She smiled and nodded. ‘She’s been great. I don’t have much chance to be alone and completely free and I treasure the time I have here. I appreciate the fact that you respected my wishes.’ Thinking quickly, I led her over to the couch, which wouldn’t allow her to see into the dining room/studio where watercolors and charcoals of her body were displayed on every available wall, easel and chair. ‘I apologize for my appearance,’ I said. ‘I was just trying to do a clay sculpture and it was fighting back.’ ‘Oh, you’re an artist then?’ she asked. I almost giggled. ‘Not an artist…an art student,’ I said. ‘I came up here to try to get the projects done that I need for my senior year presentation. We do projects at the start and the end of the year.’ ‘I see,’ she said. ‘Who are you studying under?’ ‘My professor is Phillip Whitlow,’ I replied. ‘Tough, demanding, but very supportive. I like his style and his manner, even though, on occasion, I have considered homicide.’ She laughed, a.

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