oh so naughty 3
Over the next few weeks, Nancy was a regular visitor. We fucked at every opportunity and in every position I could think of, and then a few that she came up with herself. Soon she had progressed up the scale and was pleasuring me in ways I could only dream of. There was also a wild side to her as I soon realised. One afternoon, Nancy called round. As usual I had left the door unlocked and she slipped in. She came through to me in the kitchen and snuggled up close. As I stood by the washing up sink, with my hands full of soapy suds, she started to stroke the front of my trousers. Needless to say, my cock sprang to attention under her touch. Just then, I looked out the window and …