He began to relax, allowing my tongue to work into his orifice, as I pumped his dick harder and harder with each pull of my small hand. I gripped his ...eat tighter the faster I jerked, hoping with enough persistent effort I could make him erupt his demonic seed all over my hand and face. “Okay, okay,” he grunted as he pulled away, his dick swelling up in my hand. “I’m not ready to cum just yet, my dear. Not until I’ve had your tight little cunt.” “Okay,” I pouted before standing up. “How are you. Washing them and then slowly moving her hands down between her legs.Was she playing with herself again? No, she was just washing herself.The moment she spread her legs some more to be able to clean herself better was the moment I stepped into the shower. She didn't react until I grabbed the back of her neck and my legs where pushing hers even further apart. She almost collapsed against me. I used my free hand to guide my cock between her legs. I bent my legs and then I straightened them.. 'Fuck,' he thought, 'she is too good, I'm gonna explode in a minute.' And not wanting this to happen he tried to take his mind of the enjoyment he was experiencing, and turned his mind to unexciting things and people. Margaret Thatcher, Susan Boyle, traffic wardens, washing machine repairs (his daily employment), and DIY, but she was too good, he was unable to turn his mind away from the pleasure she was willingly giving. He looked down, her head rising and falling, and felt her suck on his. They were small, almost pair shaped . . .but sure enough, from the side I could see her right nipple sticking up from her chest . . . atop a “handful mound of flesh”. She had beautiful tits, but no bush below. I kept watching, waiting for her to do something, then I realized she was looking at herself in the mirror. First she sat up straight, pushing her chest out as far as she could, then she laid back on her elbows and tilted her head from side to side before opening her legs. I cursed the.