Her head began flailing and her hips pressed her pussy back against the tip of the dick and began a grinding motion as she began moaning passionately,...“Oh god no..no….oh fuck…..oh god I can’t stand it…..fuck me!....god please fuck me….oh fuck I’m cummin…..oh shit…shit ..hard….please fuck me hard…..ohgod…ohgod….turn it off…oh fuck..c.can’t stop..aieeeeeeeEEEEEEE”She was lost, unable to control her body as it hunched, jerked, tensed, as she just cum and cum, her head was wildly flailing from side. Guess my lack of self-esteem is showing. For all my hale and hearty appearance I am somewhat shy around women I don't know well.I say, "I have a hotel room at the Hilton around the corner. If you want to go?"You just smile and lead me to your car and get a small bag out of the trunk. "this is my necessary bag."We walk to the Hilton. Across the lobby to the elevator still holding hands. Once inside I pull you into my arms and place soft kisses on your face and neck. Lightly pulling on the small. His cup shook and coffee sloshed into the saucer.He stammered, “Thanks.” He spilled more coffee, apologized. I could barely hear him now. Then he started talking rather at random about our mutual friend. Did he not know why I’d asked him over? Again he asked, “Where’s Rachel?” this time almost desperately. Realizing he wasn’t aware an invitation to my house was an invitation to my bed, I took charge. I brought my hand up to stop his shaking, took the coffee from him, scooted closer and snagged. Robin ran the tip around his lips. Joe moaned in his throat as her tongue slowly entered his mouth, the tip of his tongue meeting hers, sending small shocks through their bodies. Robin's pussy muscles contracted sending a small gush of her wetness down her thighs. Robin moaned deep, her mouth pressing harder on Joe's, her hips slowly moving on Joe's wet thigh. Joe broke the kiss, rising up on his elbow, rolling Robin on her back. Joe lowered his lips to her neck, brushing light kisses under.
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