After we made out for a few minutes I went lower and licked and sucked her sensitive nipples. I reached down and slid my finger over her slit, still s...cking those wonderful nipples. She felt dry on the outside but was wet as I parted her lips. Then I inserted my finger into her. I fingered her a while then she placed her hands on my head, pushed downward and moaned, "Eat me! Suck my dirty pussy!"I quickly slid down and grabbed her ass cheeks again. Then I pulled her up so her pussy was in my. Znali smo imati sex po 3-4 puta dnevno i mnogo je opsjednut samnom najvise u sexualnom smislu,cesto me slikaje snima poziram mu (sto mozete vidjet i na profilu)kao nekakva njegova pornostar i zamislja me kao svoju Teru Patrick jer kako on kaze mnogo licimo i ona je njegova omiljena.Dakle prica krece tako i nastavlja se s tim da me je moj muz poceo zamisljat u raznim nekim situacijama,gledajuci pornice preda mnom jer sam se navikla bila na to,ispocetka sam mislila da sam mu dosadna da me se. We talked as if we had known each other forever, with no awkward silences or miscues. We didn't dwell much on the current crisis, but our conversation carried us everywhere, leaping from one subject to another like a word association test on steroids.We talked about literature, and she revealed a fascination with poetry: Wallace Stevens and Emily Dickinson, an unlikely pair indeed. I mentioned my own fondness for Pablo Neruda, and recited "Tonight I Can Write," for her. We talked of politics,. ‘Good morning,’ he said, and smiled, and slipped back into bed next to me, cradling my cheek as he gave me a slow, deep kiss which made me feel surprisingly warm.‘Good morning,’ I replied. We were both still naked from the night before, and I let the cover fall away as I sat up next to him in bed, exposing my pale breasts. I snuggled up close to Myles’ shoulder, making him laugh.‘Myles,’ I started, not sure how to bring up the topic when I couldn’t quite define it myself. I wanted to talk about.