Bev

Bev stood before me in a white T-shirt and black yoga pants. She had already agreed to let me do whatever I wanted with her young firm body. I undid my belt and unzipped my chinos to get comfortable. The outline of my cock’s head was clearly visible through my grey boxers. I pulled her towards me savouring every moment. This was like heaven. The thought did occur to me that despite my previous agnosticism maybe I had actually died the previous night and sneaked in. If so it certainly was not what I expected. It was much, much better.

I grabbed her glutes which were beautifully firm and bent forward until the top of my head was rubbing against her crotch while my manhood rubbed against my belly. Absolutely no resistance did I feel. This was really happening.

I asked her to take off her footwear and socks and return to her previous position. Of course I could just have asked her to fuck me there and then but I was enjoying the control too much. I **** my hand in against the lycra to feel her bare firm cheek, then moved it to find the top of a thong. I could not resist pulling it up hard causing her to yelp like a puppy as the material pushed its way into her openings. I rotated the hot daughter 180 degrees and saw the thong was red. I bet her boyfriend’s a lucky guy, but now it is time to see the skin. Peeling down her tight pants was actually a major effort but with major rewards. There were obvious tan lines from bikini bottoms rather than a thong so I guess she had been on an actual beach recently rather than down the salon. The dark golden skin on her legs was smooth as silk as I felt all the way down to her calves before she removed then completely.

At my request she knelt down and I leant forward to kiss her. She had clearly had been sucking a sweet recently as my tongue did a little exploring. “Time to see the goods” I announced as she raised arms and I lifted her shirt and I watched as her surprisingly ample bosom squeezed together supported as it was by a matching red bra. Luckier and luckier.

Beverley was in the perfect position and I felt my knob straining at the leash. What was I going to do with her?