His hard thrusts makes me cry out each time, but he doesn't slow down. He continues to fuck me until I am feeling good and begging him for more. My mo...ns are loud; my hips dances with his, meeting every thrust he delivers. Wayne flips me over onto my stomach and lifts my hips up then begins to lick my pussy, making me moan louder with pleasure. He licks up toward my ass hole and he uses his spit as lubricant before fingering my virgin hole. I groan and try to pull away from the foreign feeling,. ”“I couldn’t be what you needed me to be.”“That’s not true at all! You were exactly what I needed, and I pushed you away.”“I think you’re misremembering.”Jocelyn shook her head, “No. It started when I started lying to you.”“You know what? I was wrong to play the blame game, even with myself. We’re starting over, and all the other stuff is in the past. And we have to leave it in the past. Deal?”“Deal. But I probably will have to talk about it with my counselor.”“Nothing is off limits there,” I. She was afraid at first but I said I would do it gently. I let it shrink a little and inserted only half. She cried in pain but she enjoyed. She asked me to continue so I kept putting only half a dick inside and taking it out constantly. Then after seeing her she was oozing out juices I inserted completely that she didn’t even know. I continued fucking her for next 15 minutes and by then the power went off. It would take another few minutes for power to come back so all we could hear was ‘thup’. ..So langsam werde ich wieder ruhiger. Was mache ich jetzt nur? So zur Arbeit? Das kann ich ja total vergessen. Und Thorsten dahinschicken? Also, äh, Sabrina dahin? Der hat doch keine Ahnung, was ich da jeden Tag mache und versaut mir nur alles...Während ich versuche dieses Ding zwischen meinen Beinen (wie nennt Thorsten den wohl für sich immer? ) trocken zu legen und mir wieder seine Boxershorts und seine Hose anziehe, überlege ich, dass ich mich wohl am besten Krank melde. Schnell spüle ich.