Sometimes, I leave my sex in spectator. My caresses put you on a path(way) where my desire wants to pull(entail) you farthest possible. He(it) looks f...r your enjoyment by affecting(touching) you, by pressing you in different ways, by letting my mouth nibble you, my lips to touch(brush), to upset you. I want to wait to fill better of this strength which you stimulate of a sigh, a collusive look, a confident smile. I become the flying carpet which surrounds you and takes you.My desire. "She gave me a blowjob, and I jizzed in her hand, and she gave it a snort, and she instantly zoned out! It was like she suddenly became a fuckin' vegetable. She didn't care about anything I did, barely even listened to me, so I took her clothes off and ate her out. She didn't even respond to me at first, but after a while she snapped out of it, and then she started to get wet, and damn, man, I finally found out she's a moaner! I got her to cum, alright, and now she feels comfortable with. "NO" he replied "RIGHT HERE AND NOW.... HE WANTS YOU BABY, HE'D DO YOU OVER THIS TABLE IN A BLINK IF I LET HIM AND RIGHT NOW I WANT WHAT HE WANTS. " He took no notice of her plea and lifted her legs up leaning over her with his hands flat on the table beside her in between her parted thighs. He bent down and their lips met again and as they kissed he slipped two fingers up into her now very wet womanhood. They were kissing frantically while John was trying to get his track pants. They walked side by side, slowly, so that the moment wouldn’t end too quickly. He walked her to her door and held her hand briefly, reminding her he would pick her up promptly at seven tomorrow. She smiled at him and said goodnight, turned, opened her door, turned back when she was inside and smiled again, closing the door. Robbie stood there for a moment, smiling to himself with pleasure and then walked slowly down her walkway to the sidewalk and then down the street toward his apartment. He.