He actually doubted she would stop him. Maybe just go out the kitchen door so that there wouldn’t be a scene. What would she do then? Try to call hi...? Leave him alone until he cooled down? She’d probably try to call him. If she didn’t it was probably really over between them. It would give him a chance to hang up on her, ignore her call, try to hurt her as much as he was hurting inside. He wondered whether it was still possible. He used to be able to do it when they had a fight but now he. Give it to your Crystal slut." She said in my ear, her voice now an octave higher and breathy as I pumped in and out of her.I did just that, slamming in and out of her as she clung to me, wrapping her spike heels around my ass and her slim arms around my neck, raking her nails along my back and grinding her hips around in little circles as I drove in and out of her. I kept at it, pounding and drilling her as she kept her thighs wide and begged me to pull out and finish "Put your cream on your. I grabbed her gorgeous ass and squeezed. It felt so good and now I couldn’t stop. As she ground her clit onto my hard dick, I reached round and slipped a finger into her pussy. She was wet like I had never experienced before. She arched her back giving me better access to her pussy and I rubbed hard on her clit, slipping fingers inside her. Juices started to pour out and she squirted over my hand, soaking the bed. I couldn’t believe it, having never had I experienced anything like it. She. She smiled and told me that that would be awesome and if I could just paint her nails for her she would be greatful. I got up and sat on the coffe table and she then put her one foot on my thigh to be painted and the other she slide between my legs pressing onto the edge of the table. This really made my cock stur. As I painted her one foot I could feel her toes on the other foot wiggling in my crotch. It was very hard to concentrate on the task at hand as my cock got harder with each wiggle. .