He felt himself hardening again, and couldn't resist giving her a second pounding. She was wet, and her body was very still besides her shallow breath.... He squeezed hard on her tits as he fucked the pale blonde teen, enjoying her body more with every thrust. Soon he finished again, busting another seed before admitting exhaustion. He stood up and cleaned her and himself off, making sure to get all the blood and cum off her cunt, so she would be ready later...He went to check on Rebecca and her. Watching her worship my cock like that made me harder, if that was possible. Dylan continued to lick her way down the sides of the shaft. It has been awhile since I felt this kind of pleasure. I have had blow jobs, but this was a cock worshipping in progress. How I got to be this lucky, I’ll never know? The pace she was building got me dangerously close to erupting. I wasn’t sure where to go here as she told me this was her first encounter. I wanted to show her how good she should feel when a. It was the same age for me I think 10 or 11. This was back in the 70s when there was no internet and boys like me had to grab what little porn there was available to us. My first fascination was the packets my Mum's bra and tights came in. They always had semi naked ladies on them and looking at them made me really hard. One packet of tights had a woman on them wearing them, she was topless but she covered her tits with her arms and I actually thought if I peered up the side of the packet I. The only thing which helped me satisfy my needs was a glass dildo that Isha gifted me. But I missed a real penis a lot. I use to look at myself, naked, in the mirror and feel sad that not a single guy was able to have the pleasure of sucking my 36C, nice round, boobs. I wanted someone to kiss my shapely hips, dusky in complexion. I use to put a drop of water on my curves and it use to slide in an amazing manner. I know many people fantasize a woman like me. I might look like a south Indian but.