Watching him wrap my panties around his dick and seeing the head of his dick bulging was pretty erotic and I felt myself getting moist. I imagined som...one his age could go at it all night in bed. But I wiped the thought away, reminding myself that he was my best friends teenage son.So instead I decided to contact John tonight and have an intense Skype time.Ponte started breathing heavy and despite his embarrassment, soon he was cumming all over my panties."Take those home and add them to your. Hands gripped her hair and yanked her head back and down, Jemma opened her mouth to scream giving the guy the opportunity he wanted to stuff his cock inside. She gagged as his semi-erect member filled her mouth and jabbed the back of her throat. He moved his hands around her throat in a strangle hold, massaging her neck and pushing hard with his hips he forced his cock head to slide down her throat. His balls slapped her face as she gasped for breath, desperate for air, he pulled out then. If there's no time left for me, then piss on me.Men don't really "need" sex, anyway. It says so in all the lesbian books."Come on, Honey. I'm so tired and can't possibly do the things I have to do tomorrow. Can't you wait for the weekend?" The weekend? The fucking weekend? I've been waiting for that fucking weekend for ten years. I've had it. That was the last fucking straw. If you were going to start putting my needs ahead of number 10,000, you could have done it long ago. I'm serious. You can. ..... I looked at the tawse long and hard without touching it because it didn't look like something which had been thrown down casually. The room was tidy of course. Abi had been there. The bed had been made and things straightened up generally and I got the impression that one of the 'things' which had been 'straightened up' was my two tailed leather friend. The thought of Abi picking this up and handling it produced a strange feeling within me, so much that before I left for work the.