Bess on the Table

You smirk as you look down at her and you tell her, "Bend over the table."

Bess gives your cock a soft kiss and slowly stands back up. "Yes, sir."

She turns slowly and walks to the small table in the kitchen and bends over it; grabbing the sides of it. She looks back over her shoulder as she wiggles her booty.

Nancy slips into one of the wooden kitchen chairs; one leg sliding onto the table as she spreads her legs and slips one hand back between her legs.

You walk up behind Bess; your cock bouncing and swaying from side to side as you step up to her.

Bess giggles and shakes her ass as she watches you come up behind her. She reaches back; running a hand over her ass and squeezing it as she looks back at you.

"Mmm...what are you gonna do to me, Mr. Doe?" Bess asks innocently.

You reach down; running your hand across Bess' ass; pushing hers out of the way. Your fingers slide across her tight ass; pushing her light pink skirt up slowly as you tease her. You smile as you see her squirming and you push her skirt up around her waist; revealing a nice, tight bubble butt framed in light pink, lacy hot pants.

Bess' ass is bigger than Nancy's, but it's very proportional for Bess. Her ass cheeks are nice and tight as you run your hands over her half-exposed flesh.

Bess is moaning as you paw at her ass and you grab your cock; rubbing it all over her firm ass and down along her slit through her soft panties.

You can't wait any longer. You need inside her.