We're not prisoners like I was before. Sure the sex was good. Very good. But with you, it's different. It's better. It's real love!"Tracey sighed. She...kissed Buttercup full on the mouth and soon again they were writhing and caressing together in the discomfort of the grass and straw which composed their mattress, but however much she was sure her tongue was giving Buttercup pleasure, she somehow didn't feel worthy of her lover. How could someone like her, someone who was used to being called a. I snuggled up to his neck and whispered to him. “If you let us stay I’ll be your girl. I’ll do anything you say. You said I have the best pussy you ever fucked and you can fuck it as much as you want. Please Tony, please let us stay.” Then I kissed him.He groaned, and kissed me back. “Yo gurl yo doan know how much I want to let you stay, but it ain’t up ta me. Git up and sit back on tha couch.”I let go of his hardening dick and sat back next to my brother.He went out of the room and I could. For the most part I think they say that because no one is really offering them a ton of money for gay sex. It’s not really going to happen, so why think realistically about the proposition and risk ridicule?But what if someone really was offering?Now, if you’re straight, what if someone came around and offered a TON of money for one gay sexual experience.I’m talking about a fucking TON of money.Like 10 billion dollars.Would you take it?You would have to be a fucking idiot if you didn’t take. “And now that I’ve got you, I don’t know if I can ever lose you.”She begins to rock her hips slowly, grinding her clit against his pubic area. Her pleasure is plainly evident as she closes her eyes again and sighs. Alan loses his too, but it is to imagine Becky riding him instead. The sensations she is bestowing on him are marvelous, but he is certain the teenager could do better. In seeking her own gratification, Debbie is delivering incredible stimulation to his thick cockhead buried deep.