Any cock. I wanted the night Id had, once more. I would have it. There was no Randy. There was only this cock and me. I swallowed the crown until it e...tered my open throat, as Randy grunted with pleasure. If I couldve, I would have smiled. I licked down to the base, lovingly took each of his hairy balls into my warm mouth, then back up to slowly swallow the whole thing again. I held it inside, buried to its depths, then tightening my lips, slowly eased off it. That was all it took. Randy must. But still, there was this nagging feeling that I had met her long ago.Well then things got serious between us. A week later I was at her apartment on her living room couch and we were making out like two teenagers. I unbuttoned her blouse and unhooked her bra. Fran had the most beautiful set of tits I had ever seen on a woman. They were perfectly shaped breasts with two red nickel sized nipples. She was naked from the waist up on her couch and I was fondling and kissing her passionately as I. Sala reached an anxious hand to the man beside her, needing the security of his touch, and found his moist from apprehension as well. She knew, they both knew, their reappearance would cause an uproar, but neither had been quite prepared for an almost frenzied reaction. A loud, shrill whistle sliced through the air, silencing the shouting throng. Everyone turned toward the source of the piercing noise and saw Mifir standing straight and tall in front of the entrance to the Gathering Place with. She is so wet, wetter than he can ever remember her being. She moans and reaches for his hips, pulling him deeper inside of her. They match each other, thrust for thrust, building in intensity, harder, deeper, faster. Fucking. Primal. She cums. “Oh, fuck! Keep fucking me, Daddy! Can you feel your little girl cum? Oh, fuck! I’m cumming so hard!” He’s never heard her say things like this and it sends him over the edge. He explodes inside of her, so hard that it makes him dizzy. He pulls out of.