He's so deep he feels like apart of me. I cannot tell where I end and he begins. My bottom gentlycomes to a rest on a bed of hair. The sensations a...e so strong that Itake a moment to regain order. Inside, I can feel his cock pulse andundulate. This is my purpose. I've never felt more proper than I doright now. This is where I belong.Once I've become accustomed to the stretching and fullness, I gentlyroll myself up and down. Minutely at first accompanied with high-pitched whimpers. . Felt fantastic her hot wet panties pressing against my cock as she started slowly sliding up and down my shaft i was aching to pull her panties aside and to ram my cock into her .. but resisted temptation so put my hands on her ass and pulled her harder on to my cock and making her slide further letting my cock start from her ass to her clit which made her wetter than ever .We carried on doing this for several minutes mixing out juices together and getting increasingly slippery .. a couple of. “I figure if Adam likes the dirty librarian look, the dirty gardener is bound to send him over the edge,” she joked.Amy paused briefly, and then feigned confusion. “Oh, you were referring to my flowerbeds?” She laughed good-naturedly at her own joke.The two women made small talk for a few minutes, and Amy invited Tara inside for a cup of coffee.“You know, I’ve been in your house a million times,” Tara told Amy as they walked into the kitchen, “but it looks so different now. It’s pretty amazing. Not as much as they will bulge tomorrow night though he thought to himself as he drifted off to sleep. He slept until after 2PM the next day. He knew that a long night of fantasy in real life was about to happen and he needed his rest. He could barely hold back the excitement all day as he awaited for the time to leave. He hoped that the phone would not ring and she would be on the other end telling him that she had to cancel for some reason or another. It never rang. He spent the late.