Her own hand busy caressing Harry's male member through the material of Harry's slacks.Her own hand busy caressing Harry's male member through the material of Harry's slacks. "George," Betty looked at her date, "if you had a cock like that, I'd marry you! They don't have anything like that in London!" Betty," George replied, "if you'd show me your English ass, my cock would get even bigger than that." "Oh goody," Lisa giggled, "show and tell time folks. You tell what part you want to see, and the person has to show." "In that case, if I have my choice, I'd like to see Betty's English ass. It sure looks good, all curved up and over, with her lying there on the floor," Harry's voice almost shouted. .. The two lovers in the bedroom, lay entwined, legs sprawled over the bed, breathing slowing after their sexual session. "I never had anyone do that to me before," Her muffled voice whispered into his ear, "I got off like a skyrocket. I didn't know if I liked it or not when you started rubbing me there, but when you had your finger inside my ass and wiggled it, I started coming like a buzz saw." "At least I'm not mad at anyone anymore. I'm just glad I got my belly full of your hot cream... and I'm so relaxed now, not uptight at all. hank you, Bill. I'm going to thank Lisa too, and tell Bull I'm not mad at him anymore." .. "Hell, I'm not shy, I'm just drunk and horny," Betty giggled, "anybody want's to see my English ass can see my English ass anytime they ask!" Her sleek body rose to a sitting position on the carpet, her hands to the hem of her dress, skinning it up and off her body to toss it to the side. |