She climbs off me and takes my penis into her mouth. Her mouth is warm and wet and I can feel her tongue licking all the way up the length of my cock...and then circling around the head. As she slides her lips up and down, up and down she is sucking on me like she can’t get enough. It feels so amazing that I don’t ever want it to end, but she is so good at giving head that I find myself getting carried away and thrusting into her mouth until I know that I am going to come. I shoot a stream of. They sat on the couch and kissed.Her hand wandered down to his crotch. She could feel how hardhe was already. I could tell she liked what she felt. One of the things that she had mentioned to him was being forced to do things, The feel on a man’s hand on the back of my head turns her on. He remembered this and wasted no time. He unzipped his pants, pulled his hard cock out, grabbed the back ofher head and forced his cock down her throat. She loved it. Here was a person that she had met at the. ” I cover the bottom half of the phone to muffle my moans. I love it when he calls me his baby girl. “Sweetie, are you okay?” My mom’s voice sounded worried. “Yeah, mom, just c-continue with what you were saying.” I try to keep my voice from sounding too breathless as Jack went back to my breasts, cupping them with both hands. “Your tits are so much bigger than your mom’s, baby girl,” he whispered. I gasp, just as Jack slid one long finger into the hot, wet and welcoming heat in between my. The space loomed as a modern and futuristic part of the castle that had an antiquated feel about it except for the walls of the room which were made of the same painted-over mortar that the exterior of the castle was made out of. It had a fireplace and a few oil canvases that must have been portraits of Artie’s aristocratic ancestors, but everything else in the room was state-of-the-art. Large flat screen televisions flashed the business news, the graphs and charts bright and colorful. His desk.