With time she find herself getting use to it and enjoying it , she suprise herself when she observe the wetness between her legs,she was a mess and sh... knows it, as he is doing this 'pounder' is touching her body roughly all over,he seems change after her climax, and she getting off on being spank and being talk dirty to,makes him act like she isn't to be treated like a lady,but as a slut,the realisation makes her remember his mischeivious smile when she sucked his balls and looked him. All the while his tongue's toying with mine, one hand tugging at my hair, the other pulling up the hem of my dress. His fingers draw different patterns and swirls on my thighs. I pull off his shirt with fervent desire. He smiles at how desperate I can get. He lifts my dress up over my head and the sudden contact of chilly breeze raises goosebumps on my skin. He first gets rid of his pants and then my remaining clothing. I feel my back hit the sand and his familiar weight on my body. I leave a. No way, that's impossible. I hate it when he makes me do stuff. I hate him!" Perhaps that's true, in sum total. But there are aspects of those experiences that part of you doesn't hate. The part of you that is a healthy, young, female mammal. One that has reached sufficient sexual maturity to breed successfully, at least if we still lived in a hunter-gatherer society, that is. Our civilization has evolved significantly since the Paleolithic era, but our biology has hardly changed at all." So,. I can finally taste his pre cum and I feelthe texture on my tongue and I know I'm going to love feeling him shooting his loadinto my mouth and down my throat for the first time. I'm looking forward to it. I move my hand upwards, taking the skin I'd pushed to the base of his cockback up until it once again covers that wonderful cock head. As it covers the head Isuck it into my mouth and push my tongue into the warmth it provides. I rotate mytongue around the inside of that skin, tasting the.