She is now loving every second of the fucking she is receiving. Once Sugar is naked she pulls my head from her nipple where I had been sucking on it, ...ibbling on it, licking and flicking it with my tongue. Once she has pried my mouth from her nipple, while I tried to prevent by sucking hard enough she winced in pain as she forced me break contact, she took the phone from me and put it on speaker as she sat it on the end table. She looked right into my eyes and told me she wanted her them fuck. At the same time, I twisted her around to finally taste her sweet cum, and I was not about to stop unless a team of mules pulled her away. With my erection back to full mast and wanting more, I took her into the den and placed her on the sofa, abandoning all fear at this point of being caught. I just dove into that pussy with my cock like there was never going to be another chance. At this point, I now had some great staying power, and her lust was just as deep as mine. I decided to spin her. I sense that the rock-weed is very high, so high that I may not go over it. And I sense that it is sharp on top, so that if I try to go over it I may be speared by the edges and catch terrible hurt that will take me to the land. And on the sides of the rock-weed is the land, and it is also high.But there is one place in the land. It is beside the rock-weed and I sense that it goes back more than the rock-weed, but it is not so high as the rock-weed and there is no sharpness at the top. And the. Even through the thick robe, you pack a wallop. “Hey, if I break anything, you get to clean it up! “We’re eating at the dining table, “ I continue, “so dress appropriately.” “And just what the hell does that mean?” “Dress naked.” Your bray of laughter follows me out of the kitchen. Forty-five minutes later, we’re seated at our dining table. The setting is deliberately romantic and I can tell you’re both pleased and a little puzzled. You smile as you survey the scene: The room is dark except for.