You pressed down onto me, our chests meeting, and the feeling of skin-on-skin contact was intense for us both. I cried out and you groaned as my nippl...s brushed your chest, and you looked into my eyes hungrily as you leaned in to kiss me once again, this time with a renewed fury. I ran my hands desperately over your shoulders and arched into you, my body begging for more, and you reached down and removed my skirt and your jeans, leaving us in only our underwear. I could feel your hard, erect. ” And started fucking me very hard. It was hurting now. I shouted to stop. And he increased his pace more, and finally, he came all over me.He asked me to clean the mess by licking everything up. It was my first time licking anyone cum. But I had to. I can’t do anything else though. As soon as I cleaned him up. he asked to lick everything from my body too. It was good in taste. I started liking it. Afterward, he tied my hands to the curtain hanger.My feet were just touching the ground like only. Hannah followed her example but it was obvious that she was at a loss for words."The book is romantic", she finally explained."That's not real romance honey. Miss Austen was never married and consequently she knew very little about these things. Her books have other important elements that we can discuss whenever you like but if we are talking about romance ... Well, let's say that I have a different opinion"."What is your opinion?", Hannah asked and Jen smiled. The girl was interested and that. . does that lecherous old man have a wart on the side of his long pussy--pole? God! Would she have to fuck him to find out? To determine whether he might have or might not have been the robber who had fucked her during the night of the supermarket heist?She shuddered with grim dread. Would she have to? Have to fuck him--take his sex joint into her canny? She wouldn't ask Terry if she remembered whether or not the lustful man had a growth on his thing. Terry, being as drunk as she had been,.