Yet, despite the distance, I feel his presence, his essence every day. His voice makes me weak-kneed and tongue-tied. His words distract me, leave me ...ripping, squirming and on the verge of coming. Late afternoon teasing phone calls at my desk are the guiltiest of pleasures. I listen to him recount the desire to have me alone, backed up against the wall, large and masculine hands wandering, exploring the naughty panties beneath my hiked up skirt. Swallow hard, appear collected and say little to. She felt a little shot of panic run through her. Was Will okay? The last thing she could remember was a crash and then Will breaking off the kiss. ‘Hi, I’m officer Arthur Shipka. You can call me Art. How are you feeling?’ A slightly graying cop said as he offered her some water. ‘Where’s Will? Is he okay?’ The panic was clear in her voice. ‘Oh yeah, he’s fine, he’s right over there.’ Arthur pointed, and there he was. How had she missed him before? ‘We’re really worried about you. You know. I felt my balls collide with her cunt at the bottom portion. I slowly increased the speed and she moaned with pleasure, gaaaah!cc ohh.. Wonderful! Fuck me.oh my wonderful lover,give me your seed,give me a child dear,a son darling cfuck me..Oooooh!ccc.Yes! Fuck me,go deepper, deeeeeper c.Aaaaa,ah.aha amma..h.It was at that moment when she used the word h give me a chiidhi remembered that I am fucking her without condomns.I stopped fucking and looked at her.She too understood smiled. Casey moans softly as Tom’s finger penetrates her, then grows louder as his tongue goes back to work. He pumps his finger in and out, then adds another as he sucks hungrily at her clit. Her hands hold his head firmly on either side, pushing him into her. Her hips buck with each thrust of his fingers and she grinds her pussy on Tom’s face.Tom pulls back, leaving her standing here gasping and bucking her hips, her head back and eyes closed in ecstasy. She looks down, breathing heavily, her eyes.