She pressed the head of his cock to her soaking wet entrance and then grabbed his buttocks; digging her nails into his flesh as she pulled him hard in...o herself. He filled her completely as he lifted his head away from her nipple; thrusting his hips and arching his back driving her against the hard unforgiving floor. She screamed at him to fuck her as they both lost themselves in simple animalistic unity. He slammed hard into her three times before wrapping his hand behind her and pulling her. I started talking to her and we became friends. I gave my mobile number to her and she said that she would call me. One day she did call me and I did not want her to spend money so I asked her to get the number from the phone booth and told her that I would call her back. I called her back and we talked for a long time. She said that she was happy to talk to me and would love to talk a bit more but not over the phone. She requested me to come to the café. I went to the café and we started. She then turned around and said “ You are very sexy, I cannot match you ”while talking to me she held my huge dick and started to masturbate and whispered “ let’s go to the servant bed” so we went to the other bedroom and she sat down at the edge of the bed and dug her face into my balls and started to smell and then she started to lick my balls and also she was caressing my cock. Then she pulled down the foreskin of my cock and started to smell my cock. I was enjoying every bit of it. Then she. He snored, at least his grandfather said he did. Shit, if she wanted to snore he wouldn’t care, any sound she made would be good, though he was still glad she wasn’t snoring. Her face was all made up, dark lashes, ruby lips, exotic looking eye liner. It was like looking at a more beautiful, prettier, Mona Lisa. He scouted out what she was wearing. The nightgown felt soft, like silk. It was silk. He could see her boobs. God they looked succulent. He wondered if that was an appropriate way to.