She was sucking my cock, moving her head around and moaning around my shaft. I could feel my shaft swelling even more, and the pressure was building u... inside of me. She could also sense that I was getting close to cumming. She increased her efforts, pumping my cock with harder, firmer strokes and moving her head back and forth at a faster pace. I looked down and watched my cock as it continued to swell, reappearing covered in lipstick and saliva, and then sliding back into her waiting mouth.. " He smiles back, "Good morning. Where else should I be?" He wraps his arm around me as I place my head on his shoulder. His calloused fingers trace along my shoulder. My own fingers trace his chest. "I'm glad you stayed," I murmur. "So, you'd like to see more of me?" His voice sounds casual, but I sense a slightly hopeful inflection. "You mean... like dating?" I'm cautious. His fingers find their way into my hair. My scalp tingles and the butterflies in my stomach sigh contentedly. I. The air in his lungs felt more like hot embers, every tendon and muscle cord in his legs felt like a piano wire about to snap, his heart was struggling to keep up with the demand of his exertion, and his body was becoming numb as it was deprived of oxygen.“Oh my god…” Jason gasped, his attention drawn to a mechanical whine above his head. Punching through the gray cloud cover like Pai Mei through a wooden board, a passenger plane from Portland screamed as it plummeted out of the sky, on a. Although I was disappointed in our sex life, I really enjoyed the lifestyle he provided and did not want to lose it. We have a beautiful home, two summer cottages, and exotic cars, a cleaning lady not to mention Jonathan’s 70-foot yacht. But I secretly longed for the sexual excitement that Sally had.Sally has always been a bit of an exhibitionist, showing off boobs and ass to anyone that would watch. On one of our Friday at lunches, Sally confided that she and Bro had invited friends over, only.