She needs to feel “full”. She wants a dick deep inside of her. He gives her clit one last kiss before getting to his knees and starts rubbing the ...ength of his cock along her clit. She takes the hard cock out of her mouth long enough to tell him “Fuck me NOW”. He smiles and presses the head of his cock against her wet pussy, teasing her a little more before finally pushing hard enough to sink into her. Sliding slowly into her, slowly filling her, stretching her. That ache that feels so good.. I also had a modest shopping centre nearby, a movie theatre and even a pub my co-workers liked to drink in if I did want to go out. I was too busy to be lonely.Dad says that my views on love and sex were about two centuries out of date. I knew he’d had a few flings, but he didn’t bring them home, and he didn’t talk about them. Dad, in many ways, is as reserved as I am. As I got older, I understood that he had needs that I’d not discovered in myself.Now I had James. I did know about his other. Putting one of Helen’s legs in the crook of my arm, I raised it high. She cried out a, “Yes! Yes! Fuck me again, Ben!” Spread wide open now, for me to be looked at and touched and lasciviously fucked, Helen was keeping the promises she had made.Raising her head, she looked down as I drew my gleaming wet cock almost out of her pussy, to sink it then in to the hilt, repeating it, sinuously slowly, time and time again. I wanted it to be the ultimate, sensuous fuck for her. Helen licked and drew in. After exchanging some pleasantries he asked where to hunnie? I told him where we had to go and off we set. Just a few minutes we arrived and parked up. Within seconds we were kissing and both getting really turned on. Dave placed his hand on my stocking clad leg and slowly ran it up my leg until he reached my stocking tops, pausing for a second before continuing onwards to his thong covered prize that was getting harder and wetter by the second. As he reach my thong I let out a soft low moan of.