His fucking motions pushed the cock into and out of me. My mouth could not get enough of this wonderful cock. Suddenly I tasted a sweet then salty the... sour taste. Gees, the stud was dropping his load in me. I was forced to swallow each and every drop to keep from gagging. He shoved the cock deep down my throat; I gagged, but to no avail. I swallowed until I thought I could never breathe again. Then he withdrew his sword. I gulped in oxygen as fast as I could, and at the same time, began to. When she speaks her voice is somewhat squeaky but not annoyingly so and she often times for some reason speaks with a fake British accent. I think she does that because I told her how sexy British accents areI've known Kara for a couple of years now but we hadn't really talked online until just recently when she found me on Facebook. The hard part about talking to her online is I have to talk to her while she's at work. I know what you are thinking. What's so hard about that? What makes it. The bernard was still deep embedded inside of me but I now clearly felt the dripping of cum which had gushed out from me. I also felt small waves of pain and pressure when the dog unsuccessfully tried to pull out. "How long is he going to be in me?" I wondered silently. Even though I was quite alert after being fucked so hard and so long, I was able to feel my body to tire down. I just wanted to rest and get the cock out of me as soon as I can. When adrenaline started to wear off, I started to. “To say the least! That’s when I realized I was depriving myself of a lot more fun just staying with tits,” I said.“So what else interests you about a woman now?” she asked, as we pulled into the parking lot of the restaurant.“Well, your legs are amazing too,” I said, before adding, “especially in nylons.”“Funny, my loser of an ex-husband loved nylons on me too,” she replied, as we got out of the car. “And now I wear them to showcase my legs to men.”“Well it works,” I nodded, as we walked up to.