I was very wet by then and he slowly pushed his cock inside of me. It filled me up completely, and I must admit it felt great as he slowly entered me,...going deeper and deeper. I’ve never felt those sensations before. I couldn’t believe such a young guy could so dominate me.” “Did you come from him making love to you?” “He kept telling me how beautiful I was and how I had an amazing body. I was warming up from the feeling of being so filled and his comments that it only took a few minutes of his. I was starting to move into the "desperation" stage of my unwanted abstinence from cock and had reluctantly resorted to all sorts of masturbation scenarios that had me assuming the most outrageous positions imaginable mostly in the nude in front of mirrors. I got tired of watching my legs wrapped around expensive pillows and decided I would go to the next village in old clothes to look for a suitable cock stand-in in a local pub. I really didn't care what he looked like or how old or married he. Before her hand could reach it, his hands pinned hers down beside her. ‘You… god-forsaken tease!’ She’d scream in agony. Her hips pushed her sex against him and he’d move with her, his tongue just licking in that slow steady pace. He’d stop and look up at her, and she’d almost glare down at him. ‘Mmm… but you know you love me,’ he’d reply. His breath too was deep and throaty, the taste of her heavy on his tongue. ‘Yess… I’d love you more if… oh… oh… right… there! Yes… yesss…!’ He hadn’t waited. Oh baby!" she moaned.I continued to grind her for a while, then stopped and fucked in and out. Then I'd go back and grind, then fuck in and out again. It was with Mrs. Perkins that I discovered I could last a lot longer in bed by alternating these techniques every so often. If I was fucking in and out and felt an orgasm brewing, I could switch to grinding and it would help me to abate the urge to cum for a bit. Plus the women all liked that grinding motion against their clits.I fucked Mrs..