He kept his hand firm, felt each her puffed grunts. He studied how her eyes fluttered and rolled as he continued to suffocate her while slowly grindin... his cock between her quivering thighs. Soon her hips were in perfect rhythm to his. With each deep press of his cock she grunted against the suffocation. She was in heaven. Not only was her dream sex brought to life but being brought to life by the very author that helped her embrace her unique kinks. She never imagined the much older and more. I kissed her and asked her, “You like this? A hard big cock inside your hot pussy. Don’t you?” I looked at her. She nodded in a yes. I looked down and pulled out my dick.I made it just stop at the entrance of her pussy and slowly pushed it again inside. This was a more enjoyable sight with both being able to view the penetration clearly. She looked at me and spread herself more. She looked at my face expressing the very feeling of every inch of my dick assaulting her small pussy.The feeling of. "What would you like me to do?" she asked."Come with me, Paul you can start setting up the tables and Tiffany weneed help in the kitchen."Tiffany followed Father Mike and soon found herself pealing potatoes andcutting vegetables. The time moved quickly and it was time to serve themeals.Tiffany was the mashed potato server and looked smashing in her whiteapron and hair net, quite the fashion statement for a modelThe line came through and none of the people knew who Tiffany was. Howwould they?. I can't put it in you and you won't suck it either. What the hell will you do?" Be quiet, Nat," Aunt Linda scolded. "You'll wake the boys."My crotch had begun to seep again with love juices and if I hadn't been afraid of making a noise, I would have gone back to my room. Linda spoke again."Get on your back then. I'll do it with my hand."I heard the bed squeak and Nat grumble. Then there was only a soft bumping sound which went on and on without stopping for at least a minute. My heart was in my.