He didn't say another word but immediately moved his hand off my shoulder - and down to my dick. He just shoved my hand aside and grabbed it. Tight. A...d man did that feel good. I couldn't help it. I just let out a moan. I wanted more so I followed his lead and reached down. I couldn't believe how amazing it felt when I first touched Mark's cock. It was wild feeling another man's dick - so different from my own. I've had plenty of girls touch mine, but this was totally different. Mark obviously. I wrap my arms around your waist, enfolding you to embrace you from behind. I tuck my chin over your right shoulder, inhaling your delicious scent and marveling at the softness of your hair. Our cheeks are pressed softly together. It would be easy to whisper in your ear. But anything I might say would only sully the moment. The sun has touched the horizon, and the golden orange turns a deeper red as it spreads like fire across the sea. It looks for all the world like the sun is. “No, daddy; please, do not cum yet… You have to fuck me some more...” I screamed desperately, feeling my own orgasm growing in my body.What I said worked. He took a deep breath and quickly picked up the pace and began pumping my pussy nice and hard again.His thrust was harder each time Ernesto smacked his balls on my clit. I was starting to enjoy his passion when his pumps finally stopped and he collapsed on top of me pulling me to fall on my side with him on the floor. His hard dick was still. It was like shewas shopping, for two. She seemed to have a very definitive idea ofwhat she wanted herself to look like, whereas for me she was making itup as she went along.She wore a garment called a bustier. It's like a stretched-out bra,going down her torso almost to her belly button. The bra cups werethree-quarters lace, and you could see her areolas through the material.It looked deliciously sinful, and sexual. And her nipples were huge.As hard as I'd ever seen on any woman. I.