" Don't worry, baby, I'm here."I say, and I rub the purple, bulbous helmet of my prick up and down the wet length of your tight slit, moistening it fo... what's to come. This tease forces your body to shake suddenly, and you make a low mewing noise."Mmmm, you like that, huh?"I feel I cannot resist the urge to ram my cock inside of you hard and fast, but somehow I manage. But I do allow myself the joy of pushing my cock head slowly inside of you.God, the feel of your cunt's wet, warm lips slowly. Her panties were at the foot of the couch, and had a big wet spot in the crotch area. I picked them up and smelled the crotch; it smelled so delicious. I looked over at her spread nude, and my dick was rock hard and dripping pre cum. My heart was still racing as I held her panties in my hand. I wanted to taste her pussy juices so I licked the crotch of her panties and it tasted so sweet!I wanted more, I walked over to her and shook her again to be sure she wasn't gonna wake up. Her tits bounced. Phileas Fogg was looking for a servant, and that his life was one of unbroken regularity, that he neither traveled nor stayed from home overnight, he felt sure that this would be the place he was after. He presented himself, and was accepted, as has been seen. At half-past eleven, then, Passepartout found himself alone in the house in Saville Row. He had begun its inspection without delay, scouring it from cellar to garret. So clean, well-arranged, solemn a mansion pleased him, it seemed to. I know, as well, that, after a skinful of beer, he doesn’t sleep soundly. He’s continually twitching.So, instead of trying to disguise what I was doing, I exaggerated my movements. As I played, I moved my elbow which moved the duvet cover ever so slightly. I lifted one knee which obviously pulled the cover sharply. Rubbing away, the cover was now being pulled tight across his body. This went on about 15 minutes. Then, his faint snoring stopped. Good, he had woken up. I carried on, now letting.