I squeezed on it, molding it with my sphincter as he worked up the pace. Feeling his hard sweaty torso sticking to my back, as our bodies were deeply ...ntwined. He gasped in my neck and kissed the back of my head. Holding me in loving embrace while fucking me hard. I was moaning from the friction in my canal and the firm hand with which he was jerking my dick. ‘‘Oh, how I needed you – I needed you always,’’ I screamed.‘‘Psst, it’s okay boy,’’ he said, and he tightened his broad arms around me.. To tell him that there is someone who loves him and worships him the way he deserves to be.She fell back on her bed and sobbed quietly. She closed her eyes and suddenly heard a knock at her door. She dried her eyes and walked over slowly hoping it wouldn't be one of her pushy ex-boyfriends. A smile was formed across her face when she saw it was her one and only Giovanni."Hey what brings you here?" She asked as she opened the door.Giovanni looked somber. "I need to talk to someone Camille. I. It is no picnic, just to be a housewife. I know. I had married Anne, because, she was the epitomy of what I thought was the perfect female. She is pretty, with nearly white flawless skin, and long thick dark brown hair. It is long because I insisted that women should have long hair, so, Anne grew it. Her eyes are dark brown, with a lovely mysterious quality about them. I loved her dearly, and, I realize now, that part of that attraction was her womanliness, her femininity. She was very. Your mom, aunt and I went on a little walk, we should be back around ten or so, try not to destroy the cabin while were gone- dad.Once we finished reading the note we dropped our robes to the floor and kicked them to the side only to notice my cock had regained full hardness, and Rita was equally as horny dripping on the floor. It was only 8:27 so we had plenty of time to fuck each other silly. Since we were already in the kitchen I figured we might as well use it, so I swept everything on the.