Ugh…ughhh!!, not so hard sweetie, I’m still sore from the other night” Claire moaned into her pillows, grabbing fistfuls of the sheets as I poun...ed into her from behind. “Sorry, shouldn’t we stop this now anyway. I don’t like all of this sneaking around, William’s done a lot for me and you’re pregnant now” “Do you really want to talk about my husband or do you want to feed that thick cream of yours to the woman carrying your baby” she said. Her words made my cock twitch and nearly made me blow. " I left the heavy ass Remington with the Monk. There was one over at Jerrod's post. I did carry the M79 and a bag of grenades.I sat with Jerrod and chatted. "Are you sorry yet that you signed on?" I asked."Not yet but I might be soon, who knows. So far I am too busy trying to stay alive," he said with a huge grin."Would you mind, if I borrow your rifle?" I asked."Not at all," he said trading with me. I handed him the M79 and raised the scope of the Remington to my eye. As I had expected from. She began to moan and piston short fucks rapidly as she spat over and over onto my face and I continued repeating that I was a filthy male piece of shit. I began to feel the rise of my orgasm, and I fought it back mentally, urgently.The girl sped up now, spitting, fucking, pulling on my cock-leash, losing herself a bit with the abandon. Soon my face was coated with her saliva, and I felt it running down my cheeks and neck. Soon she sat straight up and used her thighs to violently use my. I nibbled on her clit with my lips. Her bowels tightened on my digits pistoning in and out of her.“Oh, honey!” she groaned. “Oh, dear, that's it. That's... that's... yes!”Her pussy gushed tart cream.Her bowels spasmed around my fingers, massaging me with her velvety flesh.As she screamed out her rapture, her tart juices flooded my mouth. I drank them down. I gulped down all her passion. Rivulets of tart cream spilled down my neck. I licked and lapped at up her passion as she moaned.Her bowels.