He gently but firmly pulled her hands way, replacing them with his own big meaty ones. Cupping her perky breasts in his too big hands and pinching the...nipples. She cried out and he shushed her, nipping and licking at her ear and neck as she tried to pull away.
“Daddy.”
“Do as Roger says baby girl. It’s alright. Daddy’s here.”
“It hurts.”
“Just relax. It’ll feel good soon.”His arm reached around her to grasp her chest while the other dug into her wet pussy and began to insert and pull out, his. But was happy about it. The hormones were doing the work. It was lovely. He bit my shoulders, kind of sucked my underarms as well, which I found annoying, but it seemed he loved it, he kissed and made love me there, I believe it was some of his fetish and fantasy to kiss a woman that way. I was mature, and understood his act of fetish, and went ahead with him giving way to all the things he wanted. Fortunately I was well shaved underarm before the first night, else it would have been. “Pussy” as mind thought I got an idea. I went in front of her legs so that I can have view of her pussy. But I could not see it because gap in between her legs was less.I decided to dare a little and gave a gentle push to her legs. What I saw is still somewhere in my mind, a perfect shaven pussy with pinkish lips and size of my mouth. She was just 30 yrs of age and after 5 yrs of marriage she didn’t have any child. This was the best pussy I had ever seen, before this I had sex with my. She loved this part, loved the taste of him, the feel of his cock in her mouth, the weight of his balls in her hand. She loved the way he grabbed a fistful of her hair, holding her still, pressing her forward til his cock choked her and she had to fight the gag reflex as he thrust himself down her throat til her chin was pressed up against his balls, her eyes watering, struggling to breathe as he fucked her face. Abruptly, he withdrew his cock, leaving Emi gasping for breath, wanting it.