She was moaning lightly. She asked me to fuck her hard like her husband did, but I denied, saying, if she wanted to enjoy the best fuck ever she has t... be patient. And she agreed, and there was no way either. I started giving her some good strokes. She was relaxing all the while.She was just behaving like a good slave ready to be fucked harder, but I dislike such acts, and asked her if she really wanted to enjoy and if so then please reciprocate my strokes and she started behaving aggressive. I wondered if Logan would be getting the same treatment had he not been stingy and taken the from seat.I felt my sweats begin to slide down and Lana’s tongue begin to lick the head of my dick. I knew there was not a chance this was stopping now. Sandra now placed her hand on my shaft and begin stroking up and down.Lana had moved her hand from my balls and had slid down her yoga pants. She was rubbing her pussy while licking my tip. I placed my hand on her ass and slid it down her pants, and. "i know what you want".He sat back down, and pushed me to my knees , gently, by my shoulders, as my mouth went to his cock. He caressed my breasts while i suck his cock hungrily. I was crazy, i kissed his stomach, sucked his balls, and went back to his long cock. he pulled off my shirt and bra. then he lifted me up and whisper "sit on me babe".. i did, pushed aside my panties and lower myself on himthe video on the screen was still so hot, the woman there was moaning loud, i watched an timed. "I'd like to see what you're writing. If I recall correctly, I'd turned you into a pretty fine writer when we were at school. You were hurling adverbs and flowery adjectives around like there was no tomorrow.” "You never know, Danny. You just might get to see some of it... soon," she said rather mysteriously. I wondered what she meant. We arrived at the restaurant, and she pulled in and parked. "After you, m'lady," I said with a grin as I held the door open for her. "Fresh!" she said, smiling.