Her tongue conveys her urgent passion as she arches her back to open her pussy up even more. We aren't fucking exactly; we're pushing against each oth...r like we could meld into one person. As she arches upward, I press downward like I'm trying to shove my entire body inside of her instead of just my cock. We grind against each other as our tongues fight for space in her mouth.We're moaning into each other's mouth as our bodies writhe with the overwhelming intensity of our insestuous passion.. Do it again” and so I did but this time I squeezed the phone between my cheek and my shoulder and I whispered “Okay, I'm pinching them” and Cait said “Play with them more” and so I pinched them and rubbed them and pulled at them a little and she said “Well?” and I told her what I was doing and she said “Mmm” and then she said “Okay, you can stop”.And then she said “Now rub your pussy” and I said “Cait, no” and she said “Do it, just a little” and I put my hand in my jeans and rubbed my pussy. Most girls would give it all up for an extra hundred. Fucking a hooker in the ass, knowing she’d feel that burn for the rest of the night, left me feeling high. Part of the rush when hunting was that I never knew what kind of girl I might find. I had a few regulars, but they usually got picked up so quickly I may not see them at all. I can't imagine how many guys they fucked every night, but none of those girls spent much time actually having to hook. There were enough guys prowling for quick. Hot flashes hit my body as his wet thumb fully pushed into my ass. I let out a yelp loudly as the Sheriff pushed his cock into my spread cunt. The sensation of both my holes being probed made me groan out again and I was sure my husband could hear me just as I could hear him. The Sheriff’s round belly slammed against me as he fucked for a few minutes. I cooed as I felt his thumb pull out of my asshole. Not that I had a choice in what the Sheriff was going to do to me, but he asked me if I.