I could my stiff cock moving in her vagina, pounding her cervix. Through the thin skin in her ass I could feel my cock moving against my finger and I...gripped her even more. Her moan was guttural, almost a****listic. I could feel the sweat starting to drip off her body, dripping from her hair, falling on my body, on my face. There was a musk that filled the air, the aroma tasted so wild. I threw her over and, pulling her ass high in the air as I pushed her head down against the floor, I. I saw her looking at it with the strangest expression on her face. She timidly reached over and grasped it and gave it a nice squeeze. She told me later that she didnt know what came over her but when she saw my prick standing so proud with the foreskin rolled back exposing my shiny cockhead with the skin stretched tight she had an overwhelming desire to touch it. And who was I to complain? I asked her if she would stroke it for me and she started to move her hand up and down the length of my. God she was tight and it felt glorious. She groaned. She’s acting, she’s acting…with my head down I pulled out and slammed myself back in hard. Her little body bucked and jerked under the impact and she made a gasping moan. Slam again, and this time I remembered to grunt. She was so tight and hot and the sensation was so intense… I could already feel an orgasm building in me, and I was fighting to hold it down. I could feel her rolling for me, rising on tiptoe to meet my thrust, heels down and. Pete grinned across the long leather seat at them. Red-haired like hisbrother, he otherwise looked exactly like a younger version of his Dad.He sounded like his Dad, too, but without the remnant of whatever accentit was that Harold had. "Hop in, we'll take the chicklet for a spin andgrab some dinner."Richard opened the front door and motioned Kelly inside. Pete whistledas Kelly slid across the seat. "Hey, Skipper, you look just like youraunt. Wanna be my girlfriend?"Startled at the amount of.