My breath was felt on his shoulder and back, and my insides never felt his cock go limp. As his hard cock maintained its position, my lips met with hi... neck, and shoulder. Deep inhales, and exhales were taken several times, as his cock received another helping of my lady juice. "Oh, my, Mr. Gladwell," I moaned. His head came up, and then our eyes glared at each other. "Such a sweet, yet naughty young woman, what's not to love?" he enquired. His hands came to my butt, and lifted me up off him.. .. And Neal knows what she needs to do next, “Go on love, give him a wank ... Just pretend it’s me...”Yvonne looks at her husband like he’s mad. There’s no way she can pretend the dog is him ... But she doesn’t object to fondling his cock anyway. We begin to get the impression that she wants to do this more than Neal thinks she does.She reaches under the Labrador’s hairy belly to start fondling his big cock, rubbing the flat palm of her hand along the underside of his sheath, pressing the. . Your hands on my shoulder, biting into my skin with your nails as your moaning intensifies and I fuck you harder and harder, thrusting my abdomen against your peepee while lifting you up and down to enter deeper inside, to fill you out completely.You'd lean in, releasing one of your hands from my shoulder, reaching behind my head grapping a handful of my hair, forcing my head to your lips as we lock in a deep tonguekissing, playing and teasing each other as I pump your hungry little soaking. After a few minutes of gentle fucking Anita moved her legs round so that they rested on the back of Jonathan´s calves. As their coupling continued my wife started to moan louder and louder and her breathing became ragged. I knew that this was the precursor to her having an orgasm and it wasn't long before it was full upon her. Anita suddenly screamed out and arched her back so that she was pressed up against him as he continued to plunge into her willing wet cunt. As she came down from her.