" she began to protest. But I once again embraced her from behind, my hand snaking down, and under her skirt.Then as I patted the crotch of her pantie..., clearly already filling with my gooey man milk, I whispered in her her, "I want you to ride around with my cum in your panties for a while baby." You're twisted." she giggled. "Oh you love it." I asserted with a crooked smile. Her response was to wiggle free from grasp, rather deftly I might add, before grasping my head in both hands, pulling. ”He turned over and she fitted comfortably into his arms as if it was the most natural thing in the world.“Do you always know what I’m thinking?” Jennifer asked.“Not exactly, but I know when you are in reflective mood. In fact, any idiot would predict that after last night and this morning that you would have much to reflect on.”He kissed her forehead. That naturally led to more kisses, delicious kisses that delighted them both.“We better go down, I think,” she said, “I need to go to the. 'He's like a horny stallion!', I thought to myself.He walked over to her grinning.The smell of soap and aftershave filled the air, strong enough for even me to smell it in my coffin."You ready to be fucked, slut?" He smirks holding a botle of lube."Nah uh-" She shook her head."Oh too bad, 'cos I am." He chuckled.He slowly walked around her 'til he was facing her from behind. He lifted up the short leather skirt of her leather dress, and pulled her black lacy thong down her legs."No, please,". She’s bitching that he isn’t doing it properly and he’s mumbling about her not using her tongue enough, and I’m just stroking. I tell her to get off and pass me the butt plug that I had brought with me and then, still stroking, help her get it into myself. She massages the plug into me for a while and stands on the bed straddling the PP with her muff right at face level. Who says a man can’t do more than one thing at a time – eating her, stroking away and jacking him. My legs are feeling a.