My hand is pressed down on your pussy by your tight jeans, occasionally depressing further against your mound. Your legs are shaking with pleasure, yo...'re not quite sure what to concentrate on. Your pussy, begging for release, or your chest, currently on fire with sensation from being licked, nibbled, twisted and rubbed. I move my tongue downwards, tasting you as I go. Deliciously sweet with just the right amount of sweat. My tongue hits the bottom of your jeans and you scowl as I remove it. The air in the room was thick, sweet and hot. Moans filled the room and rang in their ears. He laid his head on her shoulder kissing and licking her wound. He sighed in pleasure as she dug her nails into his back drawing blood from him. ‘Bite me,’ he begged. ‘I don’t want to hurt you.’ He stopped rocking and looked into her eyes. ‘I love you…please.’ She sunk her teeth into his shoulder drawing blood as he did her. It tasted so sweet and heightened her desire to the point of breaking. He. If only I could touch those knickers myself right now, i could absolutely get off on the idea of this mystery girl crawling under my desk and undoing my zip and rubbing her face into my dick. I sometimes imagine a world where this is normal. Women on all fours, serving men without being asked, pleasing and pleasuring them without the need or expectation of reward or return of any kind.The girl looked up again and we made eye contact. She would undoubtedly be able to see the frustration in my. She couldn’t believe how she gave in to her inner sexual desires to such a young man. She hadn’t felt this young and vibrant in years. She pulled Josh’s clothes from the dryer and then made her way back to the bedroom. As she walked in Josh was on the bed with another massive erection. He wanted to take Amy once again, but she said to him, “Oh god Josh, I don’t think I can do it again.” Amy couldn’t resist her sexual desires as she dropped her robe and walked over to the bed. His cock was.