She continued to pull off and let me cum on her tits or any part of her body except her face, I guess that was just to close to her mouth for her.Well...it finally got to the point where it was making me feel like she didn't care about my sexual needs, and was starting to put some stress on our relationship, me wanting it so bad, and her feeling pressured every time we had sex.Things continued on for a little while longer, when I was at the point where I became more bold with my request to cum in. You'd think this placewas haunted!" The feminine laugh of the spirit echoed inside Ellen'shead. "Oh how I have waited for this day!"Ellen tried to scream for help, but her vocal cords just wouldn't work.She sat frozen, unable to do anything as she felt something like a coldpair of arms snaking around her in an embrace. In the reflections fromthe mirror she swore she could see another person there with her. It washard to make out the details of the wispy figure in the dark, eerielight, but she. .. exhausting, but glorious.We were sitting on the patio, sipping coffee and leaning against one another, when Debbie asked something odd.“Will you sing for me again?” she asked, her eyes never leaving the glorious vision of the sun just peeking over the horizon.“Sing? Again? What are you talking about? I don’t sing, and I have never sung for you.” I asked, confused.Debbie lifted her head and turned to meet my eyes, smiling softly. “You sing. You sang when we danced last night. Not all of the. Seeing my 7-inch dick, she jumped out of ecstasy. She came near me and started stroking it with her hands. That touch of her on my dick made me mad. She said wait I will come. She opened the fridge and brought some chocolate syrup along with honey. She poured it over my dick and started sucking it. Can’t expect hornier scene that this. An idea strikes in my mind.I took some honey and poured it over her wet pussy and started licking it. The sweet salty taste of it could drive anyone crazy. She.