Mmmmmm... So tight...” He doesn't have to twist the truth with that statement, feeling her vaginal walls clinging to his thick man meat as he pushes...in, having to pace himself and let her get used to a size of dick she's obviously not used to taking, but from the way he's grinning and moaning with each back and forth motion he doesn't mind savouring the sensations at least for the moment.“Oh fuck!! Wa-wait a second!! You're not.. Oooooooooh FUCK!!” The stunning American groans, her objections. The words were harder to say than I expected. I touched his arm and said softly, “Do you want to fuck me?” Coach ran his hand along my thigh and said, “It’s too risky here” taking my hand in his, he said, “Do you want to suck me though” he knew I did. Coach turned his chair to face me and with my hand in his, pulled me to my knees. He put his hand under my chin and said, “I love it when you suck me.” He knew exactly what to say. “Take my cock out” he said softly as he unzipped his fly. I. . the answer is yes. I want your dark hair wrapped around my fist, your ivory skin flushed with my kisses. Your nipples hard, pulling your full smooth breasts tight, one day I’ll fuck them, your stomach quivering with anticipation, your long legs ready to wrap around my waist, your tiny feet locked at the ankles at my back, trying to drive my cock into your pussy. Your pussy; hot, wet, pulsing for me. Always ready. Always sweet. Your eyes so green it reminds me of spring time, with your lips.... I actually dream of your beautiful thick cock at night when I am lying next to my husband. If you think that telling me you are going to fuck the shit out of me is punishment then please tell me what else I can do to piss you off. Now shut the fuck up, I need to take a nap.” I heard him laugh some more and mutter something about me being a hot little bitch.I looked down at my husband and he was smiling. I whispered, “I don’t know why you are smiling. What I said about dreaming of his cock when.