She wanted it so badly that she had enough of talking and wanted it even harder. She didn’t care if he was mad at her so long as he brutally fucked ...er with his gig cock. She wanted his cock deeper than any other cock has ever been before and she knew how to get it.“Sounds like your lesbian wife loves my husband’s fat cock ripping her a new one and all you want to do is fucking talk about ripping me apart. When are you going to start cunt?” and then spat at him.It shocked him at first but he. She spread her legs over my cock, and slowly impaled herself on me. Although I had my own furtive experiences, this was my first real sex. She begin to buck up and down, and the sensation was indeed all that had been promised. But for all of that, the hottest part of it for me at the time was her moans and whimpers, intermixed with her dirty talk. Her accent became much stronger when she was aroused, and she would occasionally through in a phrase in Danish, Dutch, Italian or possibly all three. I stood in the parking lot to greet him. "So you did come after all," I said."Yes, so let's go take a look to see, if it's worth salvaging," Carlos said. Once we were at the door he said. "The door is old, but nothing special." Well, it is at least oversized for sure," I said."Yes, but where would you use a massive door like that. It was probably half of a set from some older building," he advised me."Okay what about the floor is it hardwood. Yes it is oak but it isn't an expensive oak. I have. The awkwardness finally dissipated when I said, “Next time, could you go a little longer?”He laughed, and I kind of gave a sob of relief, which I felt push his penis out of me. That was sad, but I felt like I could live with it, because somehow I knew this wouldn’t be the only time we did this.It wasn’t, either. He let me stay there, or maybe I should say I refused to get up and go back to my bed (and my dead rabbit). We fell asleep together.In the middle of the night, I woke up to find him.