It was the length of the wall and I could see all of him, and me, in it. He was kneeling between my knees, one hand on my lower back, the other wrappe... around his cock. He was staring at my pussy between my slightly spread thighs, stroking himself. I rose up on my forearms and spread my legs wide. He looked up at the mirror and met my eyes. There was a hungry look in his eyes like he wanted to devour me whole. Then he crawled forward between my thighs, still holding his hard cock. He slid his. Then my nails are scr****g down your cock, pressing in hard enough to cause small trails of blood to follow. Seeping out of the lines on your cock, the blood looks wonderful against the purple of your engorged cock. I lean down and lick all over, tasting the wonderful coppery taste of blood mixed with your musky-male scent, and the salty taste of your pre-cum. I hum appreciation for the delicious taste and smell of you, and you groan, jerking in my mouth. The lines are still bleeding, and I. I ate her through several orgasms. I even lifted her legs and ate her cute little butt while she had another orgasm. It looked like I wasn't the first one to explore that tight little orifice this evening, either. I hope that they were careful and didn't hurt her.When April finally couldn't take it any longer and pleaded with us to stop, she and I moved over and attacked Krista in the same manner.We could hear the sounds of sex and love and lust all around us. It was the perfect soundtrack for. Her body was incredible; she had a tiny waist and a beautifully shaped bum. She had an ass just like Brittney White,I suppose it was a typical black girl’s bum, lovely and round. Her boobs although not big were a perfect shape but they looked big because her waist was so small. I can’t remember what I said to her but I remember how she made me feel. Tamara was only 17 and I was 27. I would never have thought a girl that young would go for a guy in his late 20’s but I was so lucky she did. We.