I had used my feet to kick her legs wider and then pushed my pelvis right up against her ass and started to dry hump her again but this time with more...vigour and force. I ran the top of my teeth against her right shoulder leading to her neck removing the salty tangy sweat and using my tongue to wet it again.I encapsulated her ears with my tongue and bit down using my lips. Her hips started to move forward trying to get away only to be met with me moving forward and closing the gap once. His hips moved like they were one with Yolanda's mouth . Yolanda felt it , too . She inhaled deeply and gtabbed Preston's ass with both hands . Preston just let her have it . Resistance was futile . The first spurt felt like it would last forever . Yolanda sank carefully to the ground with Oreston on top of her , still flinching in her mouth . He felt Yolanda's hand on his belly . She wasn't pushing him off , but her touch reminded him to give her room to breathe . He gently raised up and. It was a lot like being hooked to the Electrocutor device and I loved it.When the surge faded, I refocused my eyes and looked down my body, expecting to see a gory mess between my legs. Instead, I saw my hugely distended clit, intact but with a small stream of blood undulating down the plump shaft from where the quivering tip had been slit open. As I watched, the blood stopped flowing. I honestly don't know if I did that not.I felt like I had burst into flame and consumed by my own fire,. ” The words spilled from his lips but reached no one but himself. Forcing a vague recollection of his recent dream, he tried in vain to remember a face, a place, a circumstance but came up blank. The only thing that surfaced was a magnificent pair of large, pendulous breasts that hung low and heavy. In his mind’s eye he imagined deep-brown nipples, even darker than the crop of hair that crowned his head. “That’s it. They’re perfect.” he whispered between parted lips.Closing his eyes, the young.