Turning my head I looked at Ian, the touch was on his side, his hand was still out of view, as I looked at him he smiled, and the hand touching my leg...gave a little squeeze. At first I was surprised, but then I felt the glow of excitement I had already been feeling grow and thought to myself 'what the hell', so I smiled back at Ian and turned my attention back to John. By now John had reached the point where I was nearing a climax in the restaurant and he described my squirming and lip biting. "Oh, god, that's it!" She came hard and fast. It took every bit of will power for me to hold back as I helped her ride the wave of pleasure. Her insides were dancing and fluttering all up and down my cock in a most pleasing way. As her pleasure ebbed, I slowed with it, and slowly stopped to let her catch her breath, but not for long. "So, we went deeper, but not deep enough," I teased. She smiled. "That was really good." I started to fuck her again. "It's too soon," she complained as her eyes. I knew she never did anything like this before in her life and she wasn’t used to this, and neither was I, and I knew what we were doing was wrong. I woulve stopped, I should’ve stopped,But I couldn’t.I pushed into her harder, abusing her little pussy even more than before. Every time I thought about how much it mustve hurt her, it only drove me to pushing harder, and faster. She moaned again, tugging on my hair. I gently shook my head to get rid of the piercing pain from her grabbing onto. Gina was real glad to see him home safe and sound. His petite and bubbly Aunt was probably ecstatic to have him wrestling with the garbage cans and taking care of the stair washing routine once again.Two weeks in stir had him horny as a bullfrog in mating season. Without any verbal sparring or the usual erotic foreplay, he led his well-stacked aunt into the bedroom and mounted her missionary style for a vigorous fucking session that left her gasping for breath and shaking with a wave of.