She could feel her second orgasm mounting, when he rolls her over and positions himself between her legs. Finally, the union was almost complete. Afte... several minutes of deep tongue kissing, all the while rubbing his now erect penis against her womanhood, she is ready for entry, and he makes her wait no longer. Gently easing the head into the tight, hot entrance of her pussy, he slowly enters her love muscle until every inch is inside her. He rests there to engage in even more kissing, while. " Like fuck! You are just another faithless whore looking for a bit of strange and expecting some poor sucker to finance it. Well here's the good word for you. If you go out that door with this Tony fucker, you are not coming back in again!"She laughed and adopted her patronizing tone again, "Oh, I couldn't go out anywhere for this, I need to feel comfortable..."She might as well have lit the blue touch paper. "YOU WHAT! You think I'm going to let it happen in our house? Where The Fuck... ? Ah,. He slid his hand down and over my breast, down my stomach and straight to my vagina. ”Whose pussy is this?” he asked sliding a finger in. I moaned but couldn’t answer. It was my first time feeling this sensation and I didn’t know how to respond. Pumping his finger in and out for a few seconds that felt like minutes I moaned louder. He quickly pulled his finger out of my pussy and slapped it a few times. “Tiffany, whose pussy is it?” He slapped it again and I moaned out, “Yours Jon.” “Good,” he. “Let me go you fucking ginger bastard!” She was indifferent to her clear disadvantage, using her only weapons on him as best she could.Murph cuddled her thrashing body against his hard chest like an excited puppy, happy to hold her while she kicked violently in his arms.“You need to stop running away from me Morgan,” he scolded half-heartedly, kissing the top of her head as he restrained her. “Jesus Christ.”She screamed in response, scattering birds and animals alike as she tried to land kicks.