"Tell me, tell me anyone else can make you feel like this?" He spoke through gritted teeth and thrust harder into her ass. "They can't." "No one but...me can make you feel like this." "Only you, sir." "Good girl." His hips slammed against her ass, pushing his cock deep inside her and she let out a choked sob. He reached forward and wrapped his fingers around her throat pulling her back and squeezing tightly. His breath beat against her ear and she pushed back against him drawing him deeper. About 3 months after I had started, a newspaper really helped change opinions about me, in a good way. For one week, they did a special article about me. Each day they described some of my rescues and published interviews with those saved. I still keep all the positive comments in a scrapbook. At the end of each article, they had a different poll, six of them, one for each day, Monday to Saturday. The first poll question was, do people think I was good or bad? The poll got 75% I was good, the. All Karen's muscles clenched, and she jammed her pussy into my face for a final time. After her great orgasm, she seemed to melt into the mattress like a pink and creamy white puddle, and I took advantage of the opportunity to feast on all the delicious juices that had been produced. I licked them from the insides of her thighs and her crotch where they had spattered and from her pussy lips. Sometimes I leave the fresh juices in a woman's pussy where they can perform their natural function of. My wife will never shave smooth. I knew my tongue wanted to feel the smooth skin and taste her. Kissing down her front over her stomach and right to her clit. She laid back on the counter and spread her legs wide. Licking her clit and then into her pussy. She was enjoying the attention. Up and down over her clit, blowing on it and then sliding my tongue down to her ass. She jumped a little “yessss” was all I heard her say. I could feel she was getting ready to cum…. She bucked,.