I was right in and she was loving it, she was squeezing her legs together in and out, in and out, pressing her erect clit and trying to squeeze out an...orgasm, I left her at it as she was also wanking my cock wonderfully and over on the couch my wife was in the final throws of her masturbating, her fingers inside her thong, her skirt pulled up but still so quiet other than the music throbbing to our rhythm. Ginni couldn’t see her mother cuming as her face was pressed in the cushion, her hand. My gaze went up and it was clear she had no bra but with tiny 32a’s I doubt she really needed one, my heart was beating faster now, “Are you going to invite me in?” she asked snapping me back to reality.“Oh sorry miss” I said hastily, “Do come in” and I motioned her into the flat and sat her on the sofa, “Can I get you a drink?, tea, coffee or a cold beer?” I asked nervously and I knew which my preference would be but only if she chose the same, “Mmm” she said looking across at me, “A beer. More

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