I pushed her to bed and increased the speed. She was moaning madly and came.I was still humping her and I came too. Her eyes almost went up. I lay on ...op of her. I can hear her heart beating like a fast forward hip hop beat. I kissed her nipples and started sucking it. She came to senses. She rubbed my hair when I was playing with her boobies. She cum again.I lay beside her. “Still you are lazy you know,” I said. She is not in a mood to hear. She climbed on me and started kissing my lips again.. Only a cuckold could cherish the philosophy of such selflessness. A cuckold is submissive to unyielding forces, a man who knows the futility of his being. The drive that allows the cuckold to linger on powerless is one of great cultivated patience and peace; he seeks only reconciliation with his lovers' whims. The cuckolded man is sated only when the degree of peculiarity emulates his spirit, and at climax , experiences the forgery of moods and desires as it is - raw and unrelenting. A. She was so excited to see someone from the family except her mom who lived a couple towns away. We sat on the porch and talked for about an hour then Debbie moved in close like I was an old boyfriend and started to rub leg and at that time I knew something was going to happen tonight. She leaned in and I did not even flinch when she kissed me I was thinking how far I can go. While she was kissing I slipped her some tong and that is all she needed. Debbie grabbed my cock thru my pains and it was. Thorn raised her head and gasped, staring into his eyes with her mouth open. Her lipstick was smeared.Her hips rocked with his, slowly at first, then faster. She closed her eyes and bit her lower lip. Her moans were high pitched squeaks. She laid her head on his shoulder, and it was happening again. Her body jerked in his hands and his thing was spasming. He grunted and thrust himself forward with every spasm. Mrs. Thorn gasped over and over.As the spasming stopped, his pushing stopped. Mrs..