I tell you what I saw in the mirror as you shaved and it was turning me on from the memory. You squeeze me as you continue to stroke me at the same ti...e. I cup your firm breasts in my hands massaging them I can feel your nipples harden from my firm touch. I slowly slide my hand down the front of you putting my hand between your legs as you part them. I slip my fingers inside you massaging your clit with the palm of my hand. As you press your head harder against my chest. As I finger you with. Forcing my cock deep inside her and lowering myself to her I began to pump with a vengeance. I would not be denied my sexual pleasure. She soon began to moan with pleasure as my up and down pumping became faster and deeper with every stroke of my big tool. I love the sound of the sloshing noise as her juices started seeping from her love nest. Before I could stop her, she pulled her legs free, wrapping them around me in a force of a bear hug. She hung on for what she thought would be a wild. "What did you call me Jeffery?" With a smirkhe replied "It seems that I have already given my wife a pet name. Youare my little Squeak" he declared. That adorable and feminine sound youmake when startled just melts my heart I have to say. While I did notexactly like that it was somewhat condescending I found that it fit withmy fantasy well and decided to try it on for a while. So I smiled andsaid "do I get to call you Papa Bear then?" He boomed a laugh at thatand I squeaked again. "Yes,. Knowing better what to expect, Jeanwas swallowing fast with the first shot in order to keep all his spunk in herstomach.? Jean also started to reallyplunge her fingers deep into her gash and was able to get a good orgasm just asthe first shot hit the back of her throat.Once the two gottheir breathing under control, Jean kept his deflating cock in her mouth,suckling on his softening flesh.? Mikeclosed his eyes and enjoyed the devotion Jean was showing his cock.? She would be doing this often and.