Sitting drinking a glass of champagne I just couldn’t help myself. With the feel of the sun on my golden skin and the champagne making me feel a little tipsy my hands started stroking my flesh FF stockings and pulling at the buttons of my tight lemon sweater, reaching in and pulling out my huge breasts, my fingers teasing my nipple’s, slowly making myself moan at the pleasure I was giving myself. My hands slowly find their way to my already moist pussy, my fingers pushing deep inside of me. I can feel myself about to explode. I know I have to be quiet so nobody can hear me but the thought of that excites me more and I orgasm, hard and fast but silently. Did anyone see or hear me? Secretly I say to myself, I hope they did.

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After a hard day riding with a warm leather saddle and a huge black stallion between my thighs, I'm feeling seriously horny. So, on returning to the stables it wasn't long before I was tugging at my tight jodhpurs, hurriedly pulling them down to my knees, the crotch of them already wet from my arousal, my fingers exploring my wetness, slipping in and out of my pussy so easily. I needed to be fucked but the handsome stable boy was nowhere to be seen so the end of my riding crop will just have to do, for now!

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With my car in for service I'm left to amuse myself in the garage and I'm well aware the mechanic is in eye shot. Maybe, if i give him an eyefull he might repair it quicker or a little cheaper. Getting my tits out should do the trick? No? Well maybe, bending over and pulling my tight black leggings down to reveal my round arse should do it, or flashing my neatly trimmed bush, surely he cant resist that! Well, there is only one thing left to do, so laying across the work bench, spreading my legs and parting my pussy lips I catch his eye and wink at him. If I let him fuck me, I should get the car done for free! Now that what I call a good service!

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Needing a massage I found a tall, dark and wonderfully attractive masseur. I laid on my stomach as he massaged my back, his strong hands caressing my body as I drifted off. Slowly his hands were reaching lower as he slid his hands under the towel, squeezing my arse, spreading my cheeks and then up to my breasts. I wanted him to grab them. He manoeuvered me onto my back, his hands moving closer to my breasts, slowly touching them, squeezing, pulling at my nipples. I wanted, no, needed more. His hands lowered towards my aching pussy, firm fingers caressed, squeezed and explored me until I could take no more. I was on the brink of orgasm when suddenly I woke to find I was alone in the room - had I been dreaming?

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Washing up is never fun so I decided to spice it up by just wearing my underwear with my apron and rubber gloves. Bubbles and water were soon everywhere and wiping off the bubbles with my gloved hands was arousing me. Squeezing my breasts with rubber gloved hands and the feel of the rubber against my pussy was amazing. I didn't care for the mess I was making. Climbing on to the kitchen side meant that I could splash and soak myself with the warm soapy water. Bubbles on my tits and pussy then I slowly inserting one gloved finger inside myself and then another until I was aching to orgasm. I come, loud and hard, my juices mixing with the soapy water, God, I never knew washing up could be this much fun.

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