She had so much lost time to make up for, so many suppressed lusts to release. Only an endlessly horny teenaged lover could do it for her. But would s...e always need this kind of action? Maybe when she stopped the pills it would be different. But she couldn't think about that for long.Bobby's pounding cock was hurtling her towards a desperately-needed orgasm. She arched her body, greedily rubbing her swollen clit against the sawing shaft of his cock and getting blast after blast of pleasure. She. ”“Ok ... ok. Ok, I can do this, I can do this.” He stood up, rubbed his buzzed hair a few more times, and walked toward the bar.Oh her little Ventrue. He did not notice how he swayed a little with his walk, how he cast nervous glances, how every motion spoke volumes of his anxiety.But he went, and that was something.They had talked much, her and her love, about how to approach women. The art of eye contact, the subtle smile, the push and pull of body spacing. She explained to him how to thread. Keeping her eyes locked with mine, she reached behind her back, unhooking her bra.My eyes were fixed on her, as she slowly pulled the fabric away to reveal her perfect pink little nipples. I reached up to pinch one as she pushed her body back down on top of me, my cock sinking deep into her hot, tight, wet tunnel.I gasped; I couldn’t remember anything ever feeling this good before. A playful smile crept onto her face as she watched my reaction and she wiggled from side to side to get. I swear I can feel myself leak more, and then the overalled man's big girth pushes past my entrance, very painful, temporarily and then very very full! He knew how to fuck, slow but powerful strokes, he's a strong guy, he's thrusting me onto the new cock that replaced Mikes, he's just getting into his stride when he cums very quickly, another cock in my mouth, overalled man just continues to drive into me, long steady girthy strokes, nearly all the way out, then burying into me, telling.