.. take me... use me..." It moves. Yes. Its other leg over hers, her thighs now parting widely, herhips rising, begging, welcoming. I am Taiyiha. I am...yours. The length of its cock rests against her mons, and her hands grip tightlyat its shoulders. In a practiced motion it moves, hips back, phallus slidingdown, then touching at her, the wide crown just pressing. Her moans are feralas slowly the Usahar enters her, as she feels its full length fill her deeply,her body tight and wet around it.. I couldn’t resist beating one off in excitement the second she responded – my sexual fantasies becoming reality after all that time. Shortly after that I let my girlfriend go, and eagerly waited until time came for me to take the trip downstairs to her apartment to merge my tongue with her holes. We didn’t talk to each other for days after that, until one Friday night when she asked me if I wanted to come over to get fucked up, just the two of us. I texted back “hell yeah,” got some whiskey. Run it over my lips and feel the sensual feeling I am emitting through them. Run your tongue down my neck; find my nipples that are already pink and ready. Suck on them and make them harder and pinch them with your fingers. Cup my breasts as you fondle them with your mouth, tongue and hands. Make me moan with desire and want. Let your tongue run down my stomach to my belly button and play with my ring that is there. Run your hands over my torso as my skin begins to move under your touch. You. He had shoulder length, light brown hair with no hint of grey. Sheila was very pretty—5’6” tall, and l guessed at a size fourteen. Curvy, and a very large bust. I had tried to size them and Mel reckoned 48DD. I offered my stool to Sheila. She thanked me and sat and looked out over the beach to check on the kids. I ordered drinks for them both and we relaxed, making light conversation. The four of us laughed and chatted like old friends. Another stool became available and Craig pulled it next.