.... No! I can't, she thought. I only want to be with Desmond... but Brandon's cock feels so perfect in me! Shawna's mind kept arguing over whether sh... loved it or hated it. And it didn't help that Brandon was holding her down and being rough. It was something she was turned on by whenever Desmond did it. She loved being submissive, but it somehow turned her on more now that the situation was authentic. Finally, even though her conscious continued to deny it, her body betrayed her. Shawna's. Elle se cambre et j’en profite pour enfoncer ma bite en elle. Elle tente de me repousser et parvient à s’écarter du mur. Mais je réussi à rester en elle. Comme je tiens ses cheveux dans ma main. J’en profite pour appuyer sur sa tête et avec ma jambe, je lui fais une balayette. Elle tombe donc en avant. J’exerce une pression sur sa tête pour la plaquer au sol et je commence à la culbuter violement. Elle pousse des gémissements assez sonores. Pour qu’elle se taise, je ramasse les morceaux de sa. And just as I was about to get off....he began to thrust against me, throwing my rhythm completely off. I stopped to catch my breath, a little irritated.He sits up, wrapping his arms around me and turning our bodies, throwing me to the bed. Shoving his cock back into me, he lowers his face to my neck, sinking his teeth hard into my soft flesh. I inhale sharply, trying to keep from being too loud as my eyes roll back into my skull. His teeth loosen enough for me to shake free, and he pulls out. So, this story begins from here…Soon after my divorce, I had began to have some relations with some women friends of mine. Our relations were simply for enjoyment. No one was expecting anything more from our relationships. Things took a quick turn one summer weekend. It was a warm July night. I had invited some friends over, and there was ten of us total. Some of my friends brought their husbands, some of which I wouldn’t mind trying a threesome with! I was seeing a women named Vickie. She.