The rhythm becomes harder and faster – he holds on to my hips and takes total control of speed and depth, slamming hard into me - after a while I s...nse he is close, and so am I. Gasping, I force his hands off my hips and he trembles as I grind my weight down to keep him from thrusting. Instead I make tiny circles with my hips, keeping his cock deep inside, pressing my clitoris onto his pubic bone until I can feel the first shuddering waves of my orgasm start to wash over me. As it continues I. Like a tiny cock, it stands erect. And you clutch me tighter. At this moment, your nipple, this tiny point, is the centre of my world. I want to give you pleasure. Your body speaks to me with a language as old as time. Your back arches as your body cries, “Yes, touch me there!” But a film of black silk separates us. The strap of your night gown invites me to slide it down your arm even further. As I do, you crook your arm and the impediment is removed. Your breast comes into full view in. His streams of white cum seemed almost to glow against the deep brown of her skin.So that was the start of that.*The morning after the bachelorette party, Dale drove Alison back to get her car while Kathryn stayed behind sleeping it off. Alison was wearing dark glasses even though the morning was overcast. Probably to hide the dark circles under her eyes.“I should have just driven you guys and picked you up myself,” said Dale, but not in a scolding way. Just as a matter of fact. He wasn’t. She looked back over her shoulder a couple of times to make sure I was watching her. Believe me, wild horses couldn’t have kept my eyes from staring at her very firm, very shapely and very sexy butt.When Christy walked into the bathroom – but not before she looked back one final time and wiggled her butt at me – I got up and went to my bedroom. I was still wearing the same clothes I had when I worked yesterday, and had slept in those all night as well.I stripped, took a quick shower, followed.