Caught in the act 2
What now she thought, bringing yourself to orgasm was one thing, but to feel a hard throbbing cock inside of you was another.She wanted him now, as she looked through the window she could see her best friend fall forward onto her husband. ‘why should she have all the fun?’She remembered the patio doors at the back of the house, yes they might be locked, but the spare key was under that funny looking flowerpot that her mum had given her last Christmas. Very quietly, she inched her way from under...