I pull her arms down from above her head and lay her onto the carpet. She tries to get a hold of herself. She is shaking from the orgasm I gave her. I...lay next to her and kiss her neck as she reachs out for my cock, hard as ever and waiting for her. I know she wants to feel it inside her, filling her up with a burning intensity. " Please fuck me," Heather whimpers. " I want you inside me now." My eyes go dark and I groan, " I love it when you say please, when you beg for my cock." Heather is on. It was very tight and I started fucking her slowly. I kept fucking in this missionary position. I increased my pace and fucking her very hard for about 15 minutes. Her expressions were making me more intense.Then I held her boobs and fucking her hard to which she was screaming louder. The room was filled with moans. I was about to cum and took off from her pussy. I kept inside her mouth, she took it completely. Still, my tool was hard to which she came on top of me started fucking me.She was. I manly hug, every man would like to reassure of himself of something that belonged to him. And that was how I liked it, to be manhandled. I touched him. His entire body had goose-bumps. His hair grew hard as my fingers touched his hairy hands. I touched his lips with my thumb. He made me sit on his sit as he left the cabin for a while and I started looking at a picture we took in bed when he spent Christmas with me at my place last December. We were naked, I was lying on his chest and he was. I immediately got some clean sheets and made the bed. I read once ‘always make your bed when you get up. If you did not complete any other job in the day you will always come to bed with it ready and made for you. You at least finished one job in the day.’ Funny how a simple thing can make you feel good and making the bed, ready to sleep in that night, made me feel good in the morning.I went out and had some coffee and toast for breakfast. Sitting down on my PC I found a few items of updating.