His thrusts began to increase in speed, each stroke went right up to the hilt and soon the sound of my ass slapping against his hips along with my cri...s were all that could be heard. I arched my back further and managed to tighten my ass muscles for him, oddly happy when I heard his moans of pleasure from it. Mm… fuck, baby, youre so tight! Eric told me, his voice even more strained than last time as his thrusts continued to increase in speed, I knew he could go faster if he wanted to though.. Finally, she seemed to notice that there was someone else in the room and the bride looked up into my eyes and scanned them in desperation."He's having sex with my bridesmaid," she said calmly, though a tremolo started to build on the last word, then she broke her stare and took a few steps towards the fireplace. Halfway there, she changed her mind and aimed for the windows. Again, she changed course and ended up in the stuffed chair? I saw her mind living the different permutations of her. Deacon Ramsay was entranced by the sight of his partner's cock which was wreathed in snaking wobbling pencil-thick blue veins and, strikingly, completely hairless from the first great bulge of it below his arsehole, right forward to where its ridiculously girthy deep-bellied shaft was sheathing and re-sheathing itself wetly, rhythmically and so perfectly but powerfully in his wife's writhing body.Each rod and groove and vein of his partner's incredible erection was cruelly detailed before his. "As directed, I climbed on top and entered her very moist pussy. She opened her legs wide then placed them over my shoulders. She said, "That feels really good, you are hitting bottom with every stroke." She then said, "I am getting there fast, this is going to be a really big orgasm."I felt her fingernails in my back as she squeezed me tightly. Her body stiffened as she rolled into a very strong climax.I climaxed as she was coming off of her peak. Her orgasm had been very strong. As I started.