He kissed me deeply and forceful.ly, to the point where my jaw began hurting. Regardless of that my hips were gyrating.After the long impassioned kiss...he let me go, I slid to the ground on my knees, my legs unable to hold me any longer.He rubbed his cock in front of my face, I could feel saliva building in my mouth.I opened wide and dreadfully accepted the hard rubber shaft into my mouth.I could taste his pre-cum already leaking into my throat, it slid into my belly with a wonderful warm. Let's give it a shot." OK. One Monster and seven bowls. They take some time to put together. There's a lot of stuff in one of them." That's fine."She left and I said, "I've never heard of this place." It's been here seven or eight months. The husband of one of my patients got tired of the corporate world and decided to open this place. He used to love going to an ice cream parlor called "Farrell's" when he was in high school. They had all these weird sundaes from two or three scoops up to one. I rubbed the tip of my cock up and down her vagina and clit. She was dripping with pleasure. I placed a few drops of lube on her asshole, she whimpered and came again. Very slowly, I began to encircle the area with my hard dick. Gradually, I added pressure to the muscle.Soon, penetration was achieved. Slowly, gently, with determination, and a raging cock I began to push inside her. For good measure I slapped her ass a few times. 'I want you, fuck me hard', she begged. As my movement grew more. Jules pulled her attention away from my eyes and cautiously glanced down at the tent that had form in the front of my jeans. She noticed the wet spot that marked where my dick slipped out tiny beads of pre-cum and another were her juices had tattooed. With a soft smirk spread across her luscious lips, she looked up—seemingly proud of what she had caused. ‘You look…big,’ she giggled, her eyes squinting as her cheeks rose with her smile. I chuckled at her words and the almost innocent expression.