But when Gerry looked up, the face that went with the voice was anything other.“Um. What? Why? Where?”The face smiled. Maybe to someone else it mi...ht have seemed a kind and even pleasant smile, but Gerry was frightened almost out of his wits. To him it looked ferocious, an evil grimace. “Don’t you worry about that sir. Everything will make sense.”Gerry was too scared to resist, yet knew in a tiny corner of his brain that maybe, if he didn’t resist, there would be consequences that he would. I always say, "Tell me a bad story..." And I end up cumming very quickly... We have told each other about all our previous lovers, and she was quite the slut on a few occasions. Her very first boyfriend was a confident guy with a big cock. She told me he couldn't cum in her pussy at all, so she would have orgasm after orgasm without stopping. Being young, her pussy was always wet, and of course she would have to get him off somehow, so she would blow him a lot. She swallowed, because she didn't. Your breathing quickened, and our kisses got more intense. “Undo my pants” I commanded. You did, and after that you needed no more instructions, as you positioned yourself on my hard cock, and sunk down until I was completely in you. To the unobservant person, it just looked like you were sitting on my lap as we made out. But if someone watched closely, they would soon figure out that you probably didn’t have anything on underneath your skirt, and you were pistoning yourself up and down on my. His voice was a command but his tone was soft. Full of concern and love for his wife, the woman carrying his child.She waddled over to lay down in bed. Mitchell went into the bathroom to get a towel and then some Febreeze. The pungent smell of her piss turned him on like no other thing in the world. He bit back a growl. And his body language went tense and careful. He was trying to keep from getting too hard. He startled when he heard her sweet voice call out to him, “M-Mitch? Are you.