Just fuck me hard, I almost screamed but all I did was moan and shake my head. I cannot take this any more, please.Martin must have read my mind as I ...elt him move and shift slightly. I squinted and saw him lean to the side, only to grab the lube and condom from the small bed side table. I heard the wrapper shred, and then a cool wet hand gently stroked the cleft between my ass, pushing hard against my tight and pink hole. Up and down he rubbed, while adding some lube to his cock and slowly. ”“OK but what about shoddy driver servicing?” asked Tony. “I haven’t seen any evidence of that.”“Don’t worry,” said Grace. “He’ll be accompanying me on my early morning walk-abouts from tomorrow morning. He wasn’t in till half past seven this morning. He’ll be in at six tomorrow.”Tony grinned. “And handing in his notice at eight.”“Good! The shorter the better!”“Don’t bet on that,” interjected Liz. “He’ll take his full fortnight and claim unused leave.”“And I’ll be breathing down his neck the. The rest mostly landed on his torso. He was breathing hard; trying to regain his breath, but his faces was adorned with a sweaty and fatigued smile. Yet, he looked beautiful and radiant. I couldn’t help but to smiled back. But I didn’t stop pumping his ass. I leaned forward and licked the drops of ooze that had landed on his chin. Then, I kissed him and shared with him the warm, sour flavor of his thick juice. I couldn’t help but to think that I had tasted about most, if not all, of the. Smiling a wicked, knowing, smile, he resumed kissing her deeply, his fingers rubbing and rubbing inside her, the warmth and tingles spreading through her belly, and Ifeoma came hard on his fingers, her wetness gushing on his hand. She watched in a daze as he brought his fingers to his mouth, tasting her orgasm — then he kissed her, and she could taste her own pleasure on his lips and tongue. “Now,” he said softly, “I think you are more ready for me.” He rolled on top of her, nudging her legs.