Hello everyone!My name is Reggie, I am 28 years old, and I will tell you the story that happened to me.
The matter started last year, when my brother Carl's sister-in-law and his family came to visit them.
We live in a small town in Tennessee where my brother married a white woman who already has two children.
My sister-in-law's name is Tammy, 35 years old, she is a very beautiful woman with black hair, milky white skin, and plump breasts.
I have always envied my brother for marrying such a beautiful and sexy white woman, and I have always dreamed that I could also win the favor of white women.
I am still single at the moment and have had one-night stands with a few white girls in the town, but they can't compare with Tammy at all.
Okay, let’s talk about the story that happened last year now.
Around Christmas last year, Tammy's sister Betty, her husband and three children came to my brother's house for Christmas, and when they arrived, I happened to be at my brother's house.
When I first saw Betty walking in from outside the door, I couldn't help but be stunned by her beauty.
Betty was probably 30 years old at the time, tall, sexy and beautiful, with light red hair, smooth milky white skin, plump and stylish breasts, a round buttock and slender legs, which was so attractive.
Since I met Betty, I always treat her as my sexual fantasy object when I sleep at night, masturbating while thinking about her delicate appearance and sexy body.
Betty and her husband Frank spent two weeks at my brother's house, which gave me many opportunities to peek at her.
After they left, I told Tammy that her sister was such a sexy stunner. She laughed when she heard this and said that she and my brother Carl had long seen that I like Betty because during the time they were at her house, I always ran to her house for any time and kept chatting with Betty.
Moreover, every time I finished talking to Betty, my eyes always followed Betty around the room.
About three months later, Carl told me that Betty was going to come to his house with her kids and stay here for another month.
I was so happy that I was about to jump up, but Carl told me to calm down, especially not to let Tammy know that he told me about Betty’s visit.
My brother and sister-in-law have already planned it. After Betty came with the children, Carl and Tammy asked Tammy's parents to help take care of the children, and then they went to meet friends and attended barbecue parties together.
This arrangement made Betty and the old man very happy. Betty could have fun without being dragged down by the children for the time being, and the old man could have more opportunities and time to reunite with his grandchildren.
On the day Betty and the others planned to arrive, I ran to my brother's house in advance to wait.
At about noon, Betty and the kids finally arrived, and Carl and Tammy warmly came up to hug and kiss them, and I felt a little embarrassed, just stood aside and stared at them blankly.
Later, I helped Carl unload Betty and the children's luggage from the car, settled it in the guest bedroom, and then sat in the living room and chatted together.
I sat in the rocking chair next to Betty, with Carl and Tammy sitting across from us.
During the chat, I often couldn't help but secretly look at Betty. She was definitely a rare beauty!
She was wearing a cool summer outfit, with red oil paint on her delicate, fair fingers and toes, and thin high heeled sandals on her feet.
On her slender left ankle, she also wore a thin golden ankle, which looked beautiful and sexy.
As soon as I sat down beside her, I smelled the perfume smell coming out of her body, which immediately made my brain feel a little fluttering.
Tammy talked to Betty about the arrangements they made and told Betty that her children could stay with grandma and grandpa so that the couple and Betty could go out for fun on weekends and relax the fatigue of the long trip (they were driving from Georgia) We chatted for about an hour, then Tammy and Betty sent the children to their parents’ house, while Carl and I started preparing for the barbecue dinner.
An hour later, the two women were back and we were all ready and were sitting on the wooden table below the porch and drinking beer.
The two women went to the kitchen to pour a glass of wine, and then came out to sit down the porch with us, chatting with the wine.
After a while, we all felt hungry and went back to the restaurant to have a barbecue.
After dinner, we sat in the living room and continued to drink and chat. After a while, the wine was over, so I volunteered to go out and buy some wine.
Before leaving, I asked them if anyone would like to go with me?
Seeing that no one was talking, I asked Betty to go with me.
She hesitated for a moment and said: OK!
As we went out, I saw a sly smile appearing on Carl and Tammy’s faces, but it disappeared immediately.
I took Betty out of the house and opened the car door and let her sit in.
Betty was very careful when she got into the car, holding the hem of her skirt with her hands so that the part above her knees would be exposed.
I walked around the front of the car into the driving seat of my sports car, and started the car to drive towards the place where there was a store.
On the way to the store, I started chatting with Betty and I asked her husband why he didn't come with her, but she didn't answer me.
I asked her if she felt comfortable driving out with me because I didn’t want her to feel uncomfortable.
She told me frankly that she actually felt a little embarrassed when she came out with me because she was not used to contacting black people alone.
Although I was very disappointed with her words, I tried to maintain an optimistic attitude and an active and positive attitude.
So, I quickly responded: So, if you are still single, you wouldn't date me, right?
Seeing her silent, I continued to tell her that I didn’t want to make her feel uncomfortable, nor did I really want to date her, and I hope she won’t misunderstand me.
Betty giggled and said: Well…I know if I’ll date you too, but I know you’re a good man.But even if I am single, I really don’t know if I can accept a black man.
As we spoke, we arrived at a wine shop, and Betty took the initiative to say that she went in to buy wine, so she got out of the car.
I felt that she was not very comfortable staying with me, so I didn't get off the car and go to the store with her.
Betty came out of the store and was still very careful when she got into the car, protecting her legs from exposing her.
She told me that she didn't want to drink wine anymore and bought some good quality rum and some drinks mixed with the wine.
Looking at Betty's cautious and reserved look in front of me, I knew that my random thoughts about her were no real possibility.
On the way back, we almost didn't say a word to each other.
After returning to my brother Carl's house, I sat in the rocking chair with some frustration, staring blankly as Carl and Tammy were busy mixing bartending and drinking.
At this time, Betty brought me a drink made of rum and Coca-Cola and sat down on the chair beside me.
Tammy found the old movie's disc and put it on. We sat there watching the movie while chatting about some family matters.
The night was getting deeper, and Carl and Tammy said they were going to bed.
I quickly jumped out of the chair and said that I should go home too.
Betty said she wasn't sleepy and wanted to sit in the living room for a while.
Then, she told me that I hope I could stay with her and let me go home when she was about to sleep.
Tammy heard her sister say this and giggled at me a few times, asking me to accompany Betty, and then went upstairs with Carl to their bedroom.
I sat back to Betty and watched her change the TV channel bored.
After I said a few words to her, I wanted to move the sofa opposite to sit, but just as I got up, Betty immediately said to me: Why are you going to sit there?I won't eat you again.
I told her that it was nothing, I just wanted her to feel more relaxed and more comfortable.
I know it must be alcohol that worked, and Betty is much more relaxed now than before.
She held the remote control in her hand and turned her head to ask me: What do you like to see?
Just watch a movie or anything else!
I replied.
So Betty switched the channel to find a romantic love movie, and we sat there and watched it speechlessly.
After a while, I went out to make two glasses of wine and watched the movies with Betty.
About half an hour later, Betty said that she was wearing such high-heeled sandals, and her feet were a little hurt.
As she said that, she took off her sandals and put her feet on a chair next to us.
Seeing her lazy look, my heart couldn't help but move. After a few minutes of pause, I spoke: Do you want to...
Before I finished speaking, I stopped talking because I was afraid that it would cause her uneasiness again.
She turned her face and looked at me and asked: Do you want to think about anything?
I replied seriously: Well, that's right, I want to give this lady a massage on her feet, but I wonder if this lady is willing to accept my kindness?
Betty thought for a moment, then giggled and said: Of course, Ah, I really want to!
As she said that, she turned around, put her feet on my thighs, and her eyes were still watching TV.
I gently placed my hand on Betty's feet and started giving her a massage.
Her two little feet were white and tender, and my hands looked darker and bigger than that.
The two little feet were very soft and their skin was very smooth. The delicate toes were covered with red toenail polish, which shone under the light, making people feel distracted.
I hurriedly controlled my emotions and silently tried to massage her.
More than ten minutes later, I found her leaning on the back of the chair, gasping for a moment, then looking up to continue watching TV.
I felt very comfortable being able to sit with a beautiful and charming white woman at such a close distance and to caress her delicate little feet, and I couldn't help but harden my penis hidden in my pants.
I moved my thighs carefully, for fear that my erect penis would touch her feet and cause her unhappiness.
My penis is about 11 inches long and thick. After I got an erection, I pushed my pants up with a big bag.
A few minutes later, Betty leaned his head up again and leaned against the back of the chair, gasping softly and said: Oh, this feels so comfortable!I really hope my husband can massage me like this often.
Seeing her so comfortable, I think I should try to tease her further.
So I raised her right foot, lowered my head and kissed her beautiful little feet.
She did not avoid my kiss, which made me more courageous and kissed her a little more vigorously.
She still didn't move or speak, so I lifted her left foot and put my lips on to kiss her little feet boldly.
After several teasings, I saw that she was not disgusted, so I decided to take the next step.
I stuck out my tongue and licked it along her instep, turning from her toes to the soles of her feet, which made her giggle and asked me softly: What are you doing?
But her feet didn't dodge.
I grabbed one of Betty's feet, then licked her soles for a while, then turned around and licked her toes, put her big toe with bright nail polish into her mouth, and wrapped her lips with my tongue and sucked.
Betty couldn't help but tremble, she pulled her toes out of my mouth and said breathlessly: OK, OK, you have to stop...
I asked back: Why?
He pulled her feet back to me and rubbed them gently.
Betty sighed, leaning her head against the back of the chair, no longer stopping me, so I continued to rub and lick her little feet.
After your minute, I changed her other foot and put a big toe into my mouth and sucked it, causing her to breathe again.
Then I took turns sucking her toes into my mouth and stimulated her, and she gasped loudly and pulled her feet out of my mouth again.
I looked up at her, and she also stared at me with her beautiful green eyes, looking a little dazed.
I put her little feet back on my thighs and raised my body to kiss her.
What surprised me was that she actually leaned over and kissed me, putting her soft lips on my lips, and even opened her mouth and licked my lips with her tongue.
I stretched out my hand to wrap around her, hugged her trembling body tightly in my arms, and kissed her hard again.
The perfume smell on Betty was fascinated by me and intoxicated me. I kissed her cheeks and neck, and stuck out my tongue to lick her ears.
She became more and more excited, and couldn't help but hugging me slowly.
The hugged the two of us tighter and tighter, I could even hear her heartbeat clearly, and I could also feel her plump breasts lying violently against my breasts.
I kissed her lips again and heard her sigh in a low, hoarse voice: Oh, my God Ah!What am I doing?
As she said that, she broke free from my arms and stood up with her hand pressed on my thigh.
Originally, I thought she was going to leave me with farewell, but she turned around and grabbed my hand. Her fingers wearing a wedding ring were tugged together with mine and pulled me up from the chair, and said softly: Come with me.
I quickly stood up, and she held hands and left the living room and walked towards the guest bedroom.
After entering the bedroom, I immediately hugged her from behind and lowered my head to kiss her neck.
Betty moaned softly, holding my hand and putting it on her breasts, allowing my big hands to feel her fleshy breasts through the thin summer outfit and soft bra.
She murmured and whispered to me: I have never done anything like this with any other man, let alone with a black man.So, please be gentle and patient with me.
I continued to kiss her neck, and Betty turned around moaning, hugging me tightly in the dim bedroom, kissing me back hard.
The room was very quiet, and a dim light shone through the curtains from the street outside.
Betty put his hands around my neck and kissed me enthusiastically, allowing me to slowly put my tongue into her mouth.
She hesitated for a moment, but accepted my tongue kiss and responded to my teasing of her with her tongue.
While continuing to kiss her tongue, my big black hands stroked her back all the way, and finally rubbed her soft, round buttocks, and slowly pulled the hem of her skirt up until my hands directly stroked her naked skin.
I fumbled on her round butt egg and found that she was wearing a very narrow thong panties, and her entire butt egg was not covered.
Feeling her sexy panties, my cock was so hard that it almost broke.
I couldn't help but think that maybe I could not have imagined that this sexy housewife who looked so reserved and shy was wearing such bold and exposed under her skirt.
Thinking of this, my fingers couldn't help but pull open her butt egg, and put them into her wet crotch, groping in her hot flash crotch.
My fingers obviously touched Betty’s most sensitive and private part and she couldn’t help moaning: Oh oh oh oh oh…my God Ah!
The muscles on her butt clamped my fingers hard, allowing me to rub and poke on her tight anal folds.
After a while, I pulled my hand back and fumbled on her back to unbutton the buttons of her skirt.
Then I let go of her body and let the unbuttoned skirt slide off her to the floor.
Now, this beautiful woman closed her eyes shyly and reached out to support me and stood tremblingly. Her fair, beautiful and sexy body was completely presented in front of me.
It's incredible, I've never dreamed of being with Betty like this.
With great excitement, I stood up with my penis as hard as an iron rod, watching her slowly unbutton her bra's hook, and watched the gentle bra gently slide down to the floor, stacked with the skirt she had just taken off.
Betty's breasts are the biggest I've ever seen in Reality in Life. Although they're a little sagging, as a woman who has given birth to three children, her breasts are still very firm and beautiful.
Her pink silk underwear is very sexy, and I almost cumshot.
With excitement, I hugged this beautiful housewife in my arms, stroked her soft, fair body with both hands, and then inserted my right hand through her flat belly between her legs.
Betty took the initiative to spread her legs so that I could more easily caress her most secret part. At the same time, she reached out and pulled my T-shirt, trying to take it off me.
I lay in her ear and whispered: You are so wet!
Betty moaned and replied: I know Ah, so I don't want you to suck or kiss my feet again.Just now, every time you kiss or suck my toes, a stream of water will pop out of my pussy. I'm so wet...
The matter started last year, when my brother Carl's sister-in-law and his family came to visit them.
We live in a small town in Tennessee where my brother married a white woman who already has two children.
My sister-in-law's name is Tammy, 35 years old, she is a very beautiful woman with black hair, milky white skin, and plump breasts.
I have always envied my brother for marrying such a beautiful and sexy white woman, and I have always dreamed that I could also win the favor of white women.
I am still single at the moment and have had one-night stands with a few white girls in the town, but they can't compare with Tammy at all.
Okay, let’s talk about the story that happened last year now.
Around Christmas last year, Tammy's sister Betty, her husband and three children came to my brother's house for Christmas, and when they arrived, I happened to be at my brother's house.
When I first saw Betty walking in from outside the door, I couldn't help but be stunned by her beauty.
Betty was probably 30 years old at the time, tall, sexy and beautiful, with light red hair, smooth milky white skin, plump and stylish breasts, a round buttock and slender legs, which was so attractive.
Since I met Betty, I always treat her as my sexual fantasy object when I sleep at night, masturbating while thinking about her delicate appearance and sexy body.
Betty and her husband Frank spent two weeks at my brother's house, which gave me many opportunities to peek at her.
After they left, I told Tammy that her sister was such a sexy stunner. She laughed when she heard this and said that she and my brother Carl had long seen that I like Betty because during the time they were at her house, I always ran to her house for any time and kept chatting with Betty.
Moreover, every time I finished talking to Betty, my eyes always followed Betty around the room.
About three months later, Carl told me that Betty was going to come to his house with her kids and stay here for another month.
I was so happy that I was about to jump up, but Carl told me to calm down, especially not to let Tammy know that he told me about Betty’s visit.
My brother and sister-in-law have already planned it. After Betty came with the children, Carl and Tammy asked Tammy's parents to help take care of the children, and then they went to meet friends and attended barbecue parties together.
This arrangement made Betty and the old man very happy. Betty could have fun without being dragged down by the children for the time being, and the old man could have more opportunities and time to reunite with his grandchildren.
On the day Betty and the others planned to arrive, I ran to my brother's house in advance to wait.
At about noon, Betty and the kids finally arrived, and Carl and Tammy warmly came up to hug and kiss them, and I felt a little embarrassed, just stood aside and stared at them blankly.
Later, I helped Carl unload Betty and the children's luggage from the car, settled it in the guest bedroom, and then sat in the living room and chatted together.
I sat in the rocking chair next to Betty, with Carl and Tammy sitting across from us.
During the chat, I often couldn't help but secretly look at Betty. She was definitely a rare beauty!
She was wearing a cool summer outfit, with red oil paint on her delicate, fair fingers and toes, and thin high heeled sandals on her feet.
On her slender left ankle, she also wore a thin golden ankle, which looked beautiful and sexy.
As soon as I sat down beside her, I smelled the perfume smell coming out of her body, which immediately made my brain feel a little fluttering.
Tammy talked to Betty about the arrangements they made and told Betty that her children could stay with grandma and grandpa so that the couple and Betty could go out for fun on weekends and relax the fatigue of the long trip (they were driving from Georgia) We chatted for about an hour, then Tammy and Betty sent the children to their parents’ house, while Carl and I started preparing for the barbecue dinner.
An hour later, the two women were back and we were all ready and were sitting on the wooden table below the porch and drinking beer.
The two women went to the kitchen to pour a glass of wine, and then came out to sit down the porch with us, chatting with the wine.
After a while, we all felt hungry and went back to the restaurant to have a barbecue.
After dinner, we sat in the living room and continued to drink and chat. After a while, the wine was over, so I volunteered to go out and buy some wine.
Before leaving, I asked them if anyone would like to go with me?
Seeing that no one was talking, I asked Betty to go with me.
She hesitated for a moment and said: OK!
As we went out, I saw a sly smile appearing on Carl and Tammy’s faces, but it disappeared immediately.
I took Betty out of the house and opened the car door and let her sit in.
Betty was very careful when she got into the car, holding the hem of her skirt with her hands so that the part above her knees would be exposed.
I walked around the front of the car into the driving seat of my sports car, and started the car to drive towards the place where there was a store.
On the way to the store, I started chatting with Betty and I asked her husband why he didn't come with her, but she didn't answer me.
I asked her if she felt comfortable driving out with me because I didn’t want her to feel uncomfortable.
She told me frankly that she actually felt a little embarrassed when she came out with me because she was not used to contacting black people alone.
Although I was very disappointed with her words, I tried to maintain an optimistic attitude and an active and positive attitude.
So, I quickly responded: So, if you are still single, you wouldn't date me, right?
Seeing her silent, I continued to tell her that I didn’t want to make her feel uncomfortable, nor did I really want to date her, and I hope she won’t misunderstand me.
Betty giggled and said: Well…I know if I’ll date you too, but I know you’re a good man.But even if I am single, I really don’t know if I can accept a black man.
As we spoke, we arrived at a wine shop, and Betty took the initiative to say that she went in to buy wine, so she got out of the car.
I felt that she was not very comfortable staying with me, so I didn't get off the car and go to the store with her.
Betty came out of the store and was still very careful when she got into the car, protecting her legs from exposing her.
She told me that she didn't want to drink wine anymore and bought some good quality rum and some drinks mixed with the wine.
Looking at Betty's cautious and reserved look in front of me, I knew that my random thoughts about her were no real possibility.
On the way back, we almost didn't say a word to each other.
After returning to my brother Carl's house, I sat in the rocking chair with some frustration, staring blankly as Carl and Tammy were busy mixing bartending and drinking.
At this time, Betty brought me a drink made of rum and Coca-Cola and sat down on the chair beside me.
Tammy found the old movie's disc and put it on. We sat there watching the movie while chatting about some family matters.
The night was getting deeper, and Carl and Tammy said they were going to bed.
I quickly jumped out of the chair and said that I should go home too.
Betty said she wasn't sleepy and wanted to sit in the living room for a while.
Then, she told me that I hope I could stay with her and let me go home when she was about to sleep.
Tammy heard her sister say this and giggled at me a few times, asking me to accompany Betty, and then went upstairs with Carl to their bedroom.
I sat back to Betty and watched her change the TV channel bored.
After I said a few words to her, I wanted to move the sofa opposite to sit, but just as I got up, Betty immediately said to me: Why are you going to sit there?I won't eat you again.
I told her that it was nothing, I just wanted her to feel more relaxed and more comfortable.
I know it must be alcohol that worked, and Betty is much more relaxed now than before.
She held the remote control in her hand and turned her head to ask me: What do you like to see?
Just watch a movie or anything else!
I replied.
So Betty switched the channel to find a romantic love movie, and we sat there and watched it speechlessly.
After a while, I went out to make two glasses of wine and watched the movies with Betty.
About half an hour later, Betty said that she was wearing such high-heeled sandals, and her feet were a little hurt.
As she said that, she took off her sandals and put her feet on a chair next to us.
Seeing her lazy look, my heart couldn't help but move. After a few minutes of pause, I spoke: Do you want to...
Before I finished speaking, I stopped talking because I was afraid that it would cause her uneasiness again.
She turned her face and looked at me and asked: Do you want to think about anything?
I replied seriously: Well, that's right, I want to give this lady a massage on her feet, but I wonder if this lady is willing to accept my kindness?
Betty thought for a moment, then giggled and said: Of course, Ah, I really want to!
As she said that, she turned around, put her feet on my thighs, and her eyes were still watching TV.
I gently placed my hand on Betty's feet and started giving her a massage.
Her two little feet were white and tender, and my hands looked darker and bigger than that.
The two little feet were very soft and their skin was very smooth. The delicate toes were covered with red toenail polish, which shone under the light, making people feel distracted.
I hurriedly controlled my emotions and silently tried to massage her.
More than ten minutes later, I found her leaning on the back of the chair, gasping for a moment, then looking up to continue watching TV.
I felt very comfortable being able to sit with a beautiful and charming white woman at such a close distance and to caress her delicate little feet, and I couldn't help but harden my penis hidden in my pants.
I moved my thighs carefully, for fear that my erect penis would touch her feet and cause her unhappiness.
My penis is about 11 inches long and thick. After I got an erection, I pushed my pants up with a big bag.
A few minutes later, Betty leaned his head up again and leaned against the back of the chair, gasping softly and said: Oh, this feels so comfortable!I really hope my husband can massage me like this often.
Seeing her so comfortable, I think I should try to tease her further.
So I raised her right foot, lowered my head and kissed her beautiful little feet.
She did not avoid my kiss, which made me more courageous and kissed her a little more vigorously.
She still didn't move or speak, so I lifted her left foot and put my lips on to kiss her little feet boldly.
After several teasings, I saw that she was not disgusted, so I decided to take the next step.
I stuck out my tongue and licked it along her instep, turning from her toes to the soles of her feet, which made her giggle and asked me softly: What are you doing?
But her feet didn't dodge.
I grabbed one of Betty's feet, then licked her soles for a while, then turned around and licked her toes, put her big toe with bright nail polish into her mouth, and wrapped her lips with my tongue and sucked.
Betty couldn't help but tremble, she pulled her toes out of my mouth and said breathlessly: OK, OK, you have to stop...
I asked back: Why?
He pulled her feet back to me and rubbed them gently.
Betty sighed, leaning her head against the back of the chair, no longer stopping me, so I continued to rub and lick her little feet.
After your minute, I changed her other foot and put a big toe into my mouth and sucked it, causing her to breathe again.
Then I took turns sucking her toes into my mouth and stimulated her, and she gasped loudly and pulled her feet out of my mouth again.
I looked up at her, and she also stared at me with her beautiful green eyes, looking a little dazed.
I put her little feet back on my thighs and raised my body to kiss her.
What surprised me was that she actually leaned over and kissed me, putting her soft lips on my lips, and even opened her mouth and licked my lips with her tongue.
I stretched out my hand to wrap around her, hugged her trembling body tightly in my arms, and kissed her hard again.
The perfume smell on Betty was fascinated by me and intoxicated me. I kissed her cheeks and neck, and stuck out my tongue to lick her ears.
She became more and more excited, and couldn't help but hugging me slowly.
The hugged the two of us tighter and tighter, I could even hear her heartbeat clearly, and I could also feel her plump breasts lying violently against my breasts.
I kissed her lips again and heard her sigh in a low, hoarse voice: Oh, my God Ah!What am I doing?
As she said that, she broke free from my arms and stood up with her hand pressed on my thigh.
Originally, I thought she was going to leave me with farewell, but she turned around and grabbed my hand. Her fingers wearing a wedding ring were tugged together with mine and pulled me up from the chair, and said softly: Come with me.
I quickly stood up, and she held hands and left the living room and walked towards the guest bedroom.
After entering the bedroom, I immediately hugged her from behind and lowered my head to kiss her neck.
Betty moaned softly, holding my hand and putting it on her breasts, allowing my big hands to feel her fleshy breasts through the thin summer outfit and soft bra.
She murmured and whispered to me: I have never done anything like this with any other man, let alone with a black man.So, please be gentle and patient with me.
I continued to kiss her neck, and Betty turned around moaning, hugging me tightly in the dim bedroom, kissing me back hard.
The room was very quiet, and a dim light shone through the curtains from the street outside.
Betty put his hands around my neck and kissed me enthusiastically, allowing me to slowly put my tongue into her mouth.
She hesitated for a moment, but accepted my tongue kiss and responded to my teasing of her with her tongue.
While continuing to kiss her tongue, my big black hands stroked her back all the way, and finally rubbed her soft, round buttocks, and slowly pulled the hem of her skirt up until my hands directly stroked her naked skin.
I fumbled on her round butt egg and found that she was wearing a very narrow thong panties, and her entire butt egg was not covered.
Feeling her sexy panties, my cock was so hard that it almost broke.
I couldn't help but think that maybe I could not have imagined that this sexy housewife who looked so reserved and shy was wearing such bold and exposed under her skirt.
Thinking of this, my fingers couldn't help but pull open her butt egg, and put them into her wet crotch, groping in her hot flash crotch.
My fingers obviously touched Betty’s most sensitive and private part and she couldn’t help moaning: Oh oh oh oh oh…my God Ah!
The muscles on her butt clamped my fingers hard, allowing me to rub and poke on her tight anal folds.
After a while, I pulled my hand back and fumbled on her back to unbutton the buttons of her skirt.
Then I let go of her body and let the unbuttoned skirt slide off her to the floor.
Now, this beautiful woman closed her eyes shyly and reached out to support me and stood tremblingly. Her fair, beautiful and sexy body was completely presented in front of me.
It's incredible, I've never dreamed of being with Betty like this.
With great excitement, I stood up with my penis as hard as an iron rod, watching her slowly unbutton her bra's hook, and watched the gentle bra gently slide down to the floor, stacked with the skirt she had just taken off.
Betty's breasts are the biggest I've ever seen in Reality in Life. Although they're a little sagging, as a woman who has given birth to three children, her breasts are still very firm and beautiful.
Her pink silk underwear is very sexy, and I almost cumshot.
With excitement, I hugged this beautiful housewife in my arms, stroked her soft, fair body with both hands, and then inserted my right hand through her flat belly between her legs.
Betty took the initiative to spread her legs so that I could more easily caress her most secret part. At the same time, she reached out and pulled my T-shirt, trying to take it off me.
I lay in her ear and whispered: You are so wet!
Betty moaned and replied: I know Ah, so I don't want you to suck or kiss my feet again.Just now, every time you kiss or suck my toes, a stream of water will pop out of my pussy. I'm so wet...
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