Becky was in the kitchen, sitting on the counter on top of the dishwasher, reading the paper. She heard me coming and peeked out from above the paper,...and I knew she was smiling even though I could only see her eyes. ‘Good morning!’ I said in the most chipper voice I could manage. ‘I see the paper came already. Anything interesting?’ ‘Good morning yourself you sleepyhead’ Becky exclaimed. ‘Interesting? I don’t know about that. Let’s see…What do you think of this?’ With that she raised the. I've had mfm and fmf meets but I was always the dominant one of any encounter. I always did wonder what it would be like on the receiving end.Fast forward 20 years and I suddenly became obsessed with other men's cocks, although even now I have never had a fuck from a real cock. Some of you reading this will be only too aware of the meets I've had with men, I go on about them so much - I love that you guys like to hear about them and watch me on webcam. However until the meet with the farmer a. ..”“No spark?”I nodded. “Not like with...”She looked up at me. “I know. I’m sorry. But...”“Yeah.”We fell silent and stared out over the lake.“Don’t hurt her,” Kelly whispered. “She likes you, but she’s not like Lauren. She’s—”“I know. And I’ll try not to. Hurt her, I mean. But...”“I know.”She leaned into me as we watched the moon’s reflection move with the ripples caused by the wind. She smelled so good. Felt so good pressed up against me.I was beginning to think that perhaps coming out with. ”Ahh—Y-yess ! Do it Dano..! See how quick you can make me cum for you!” The road was full of curves,and my right hand was no longer available for shifting gears. I used my driving hand to shift to third as I made the steep climb up the mountain. I dipped my fingers inside as she rolled her ass in the seat. I was doing nearly seventy up the winding grade, and the rpm's were at the peak of the torque curve. I put her huge clit between my fingers as I punched the gas, causing the car to.