Her delicious caramel coloured complexion lent itself to some stunning photosets, and, if the urban myths were to be believed, amateur hard-core porno...raphy in her earlier days. They met early to take advantage of the wan, early morning sunlight. The room itself was dirty, with bedraggled curtains of an indeterminate colour and age. There was no carpet and the floorboards were coarse and stained. The wallpaper was completely missing from most parts of the wall, and what little remained was a. Get me good and wet.”Several minutes later he pulled out of my mouth and lifted me up on the bed. He pushed me over backwards and hoisted my legs over his shoulders forcing my knees back to my chest and exposing me completely. I felt him probing me with his cock then he thrust into me. “Ooooo I moaned.” I was still dry and my saliva wasn’t enough. He was tearing me. I guess my blood provided sufficient lubrication. He began to stroke into me more easily. He was fairly large; much larger. She did it slowly enough - perhaps because she was immersed in her book...but definitely slowly enough so that, for a brief instance, I had a clear view up her skirt ALL the way to her pussy!!! oh my gawd, I thought to myself, did i just see what I thought I saw???The skirt was short enough and her movement deliberate enough that I was able to see that she had what appeared to be red panties on beneath her pantyhose. I saw the cotton panel of her hose, clearly, and saw red on either side of it.. She could feel the tears coming freely, but didn’t try to stop them. How could they both have been such idiots for so long? Alex was the only one for her, and she for him. Their entire lives had been leading up to this minute. She giggled a little through her tears, Alex lifted her face up under her chin and asked ‘What’s so funny?’ ‘I think we may be having a very late dinner.’ Alex smiled. ‘Or breakfast.’ Michelle nodded. Alex did something romantic, he reached over and scooped up her tiny.