With that in my mind I lift my head off his shoulder and plant a hard kiss on his lips. I take control of our pleasure by riding him hard slamming my ...ussy down onto his smooth wet cock. "Oh, You like it rough?" he says and entangles his hand in my hair, grabbing a fistful of my locks. He pulls my head back with every thrust. "I'm going to cum!" "Do it inside me." "Ahhh fuck!" he screams out in orgasmic bliss, I feel his cock pumping his creamy cum deep into my pussy. I carry on riding him. His hands massaged her breasts, and then he finally moved to take one nipple into his mouth. The pressure was excruciatingly wonderful. She cried out in pleasure, clinging to his shoulders now for support. He gave her other breast the same blissful attention, then trailed hot kisses down her stomach. She wasn’t capable of thinking. His tongue stroked the passion in her, pressing in, out, again and again, until she was whimpering for release from the sweet torture. She was begging him not to. It was also really thin, so thin it was something I only ever wore during work outs with a sports bra or when I just planned on being lazy at home. My shorts weren't much better. They were jean shorts, stopped about an inch under my ass. It would've been fine but I had forgotten to button the front so he could see the black panties I put on. I put my back to him and quickly buttoned my shorts. “I'm so sorry. I didn't realize.” He let out a nervous laugh, “You don't have to apologize to me.. I slowly started to pump her. I five minutes, she stopped the noise. I removed Nila’s hand from Mila’s mouth. With the foch-foch-foch fucking noise, Mila was moaning now.I five minutes she had her orgasm, drenching her pussy. When I looked at her, I got scared. It was lot of blood in her ass and my dick. I picked her up like a child, rushed to the bathroom, washed her ass and pussy with warm water and checked thoroughly. There was no visible injury. I kissed her and said I was sorry, if I hurt.