I felt like I might cum at any second. The women on the television were tribbing.“Is that what you want to do?” Bella asked.She didn’t wait for ...n answer. Bella pushed me on to my back and straddled me. She rubbed her panties against mine. I could feel the heat of her pussy as she was grinding on my cock. She kissed me hungrily.“This is so dirty,” she did. “I’m so wet.”“I’m going to cum,” I moaned.“I want you to,” she said. “Cum right in your panties.She moved harder and faster on my cock.. How could it possibly be her fault? After all, being raped by your own drunken father would turn any woman away from the idea of men, no? At the time he’d begged her forgiveness, blamed it on being drunk and secured a promise from her never to speak of it again. And from appearances, she’d managed somehow to forgive him, or so it seemed. Perhaps she’d merely redirected her anger against him by hating men in general. Point was, while he couldn’t see how she could ever truly forgive him, (and he. Her own hand circled the base of my dick, fingers stroking the skin of my scrotum."I would REALLY like to eat you, little girl."Squeal! "I was hoping you'd say that!" and her athletic young form twirled, presenting me with a view of pink wetness, plump with excitement, begging to be tasted, licked, suckled, savored. I enjoyed my happy task, receiving in return some wonderful attention to my dick by precious hands and mouth, until her hip movements took on an insistent rhythm as she neared. After a short time the plug wasn't going in & out as easily as I would've liked it to, so I pulled it out and replaced it with my tongue. As soon as it got in her hole and I started swirling it around Gail completly lost it and started screaming. "Oh my fucking God that feels so good! Don't stop, don't stop! Ughhhhhhhh!" Her whole body shook with that orgasm. Once she stopped shaking I picked up the plug and moved out from behind her so I was kneeling on the side of her, took the plug and.