I take your clit and suck hard as my fingers thrust inside of you, I curl them up hitting just the right spot you moan my name, hands pulling against ...he restraints again trying to reach for me in anyway. I start to thrust my fingers slow and hard curling as I pull out, sucking, licking, biting at your clit. I start to go faster your moans getting louder, higher, music to my ears. I can feel your walls gripping my fingers, I can tell you're about to cum. I move my right hand down my own body.. His hand was soft and cool. Moving at a slow and steady pace, he asked if it felt good. My breathing was so hard I could only nod my head. After a few minutes he said to stand up. As I did, he pulled me in front of him. As he leaned forward my heart nearly stopped when he opened his mouth. His lips closed around my dick and he sucked on the head of my dick before pulling me to him. It felt funny but good. By this time all I wanted to do was cum. He held me by my butt cheeks as he moved me back. " Sucker" he muttered under his breath. That was three months ago, and now Ian was wondering why it was such a good idea to allow Stephanie back in his life, Granted they've been good friends since high school, but had never crossed that line from friends to something more, and man did he want to cross that line. Especially now, you see Ian's problem with this besides his wanting to have Stephanie in his life as more then a friend, was also that he had a desire, fetish, fantasy about making. With all the attention she received towards her breast, the skin broke and more bleeding occurred on her chest. She moaned a long moan of pain and pleasure mixed together. Frank ripped the rest of her clothes off, tossing them to who knows where in the living room. She grinned, and repeated the kind act for him, tossing his undershorts behind her. She was ready for this black man. It would be her first black man and she couldn't wait for the legendary big black cock to penetrate her little.