Caressing, stroking, a heat burning stronger and stronger with each vision of your mouth upon me. Desire building, fire burning, a steady stream of s...cculent nectar pouring from the center of my need, fingers involuntarily sliding in as I feel your lips, your tongue in my mind, licking greedily of my juices as if a man dying from an unquenchable thirst. Moaning softly, ragged breathes tearing from my chest as my fingers dance in and out, my thumb lightly stroking around the bud of my desire. . Or maybe she would be tight.Susan, for her part, wasn't really looking at the miscellaneous additions. She was wondering if Jack would come through for her, would plow her asshole they way she'd wanted it all along."You know, Jack," she said, accepting the drink from him, "I was wondering just now if we were going to be able to get it on the way we want to or not." We can try," said Jack, setting down his drink. He leaned forward and kissed his former-present wife on the cheek. She kissed him. Her heels pressing into my ass as I pound her against the wall. Pulling her off the wall then slamming her back up against it, over and over as I pump my cock even faster than before. Her head in my neck, muffling the moans that escape her breath, trying desperately to obey my order. My hands are on her ass cheeks, spreading them, holding her body against the wall, fuck her hard up against it. Pinning her against the wall, her whole body starts trembling as she draws nearer and nearer to her. - Actually, I didn’t do this for you, I did it for Ben.After a long awkward silence, she resumes, “By the way, what happened between you and my father yesterday?- Nothing ... Actually ... I mean ... Rebecca stammers.- Did you have seduce him?, insinuates Fanny.Rebecca remains silent.With a big smile, Fanny adds: “Well, that leaves me all alone, me and that idiot Ben. What would you say if I came to your bungalow tonight? I could bring this bitch, she said, kicking Erika in the ribs. The three.