.. heavier as I use your face, your tight throat... panting... reaching under your head as i grunt... forcing my cock as deep as I can... trying to re...ch your belly... god, you are a fucking hot little slut... mm mm mmmmmm...your head at the perfect angle as I begin to face fuck you... the girth of my cock stretching your lips wide open... as I pull out, you shake your head trying to get air... my hands gripping your hair as I give you a few seconds, then force my huge cock back into your. ”She bobbed back and forth quickly, never letting him escape the warm box of her mouth. The taste was erotic, intoxicating. Her pussy melted, juice sopping down her thighs.She opened her eyes and looked up at him as she sucked. Drool fell in strings over the framed photo on the ground. Ass-flavored spit and precum collecting on the glass.“Fuck, baby, make a fucking mess. Slobber on my cock.”Drool sopped from her chin on the platter of the photo.“God, you’re soooo nasty, Lisa. So nasty and I. With the odd strand of hair still getting in the way, she raises off he knees a little and moves it all. Doing so my hands can’t help but play with my own cock and balls watching her. “you like touching yourself in front of me” She whispers. My hands continue to feel the remainder of her saliva. She moves her hands inside her dress and with the simple task and pulling them back out, both straps of her dress begin to fall. Her tits being big enough that without assistance her dress would stay. The night is dark and peaceful and very mysterious. You call to tell me that you’ll be home late and not to wait up for you, because you got stuck at work. I say okay, only to realize how much I was looking forward to our evening alone. You said that you loved me and missed me and that you would see me later. We hung up the phone and I was left hearing only those last words of I love you and I miss you run through my head. You are so sexy and so gorgeous that I can’t help but think erotic.