By now, Mary had gotten on top, in her favorite position. As big as Patrick was, she engulfed him completely. I knew her hot dripping juices were spil...ing out and dripping down his tight hard balls. It was her time and she made the most of it. "Yes, I'm going to fuck you, I'm fucking, jesus, jesus, jesus, oh god I'm going to, unnh, oh, oh, huh, huh, god, oh. Mary grunted and spat, groan and gasped as the young bull satisfied her needs.She was sitting straight up when she came. Pressing the. We all have a preference in the smell and taste. But again, other than simple hygiene, your woman has zero control over any of that. Let her know you adore how she smells, how she tastes and how beautiful you think her pussy looks. Hopefully a genuine sense of awe is your mindset. I let her know I want her to "mark" me with her juices, that I want her smell on my face, fingers, neck and cock. I will tell her I really need her to abandon herself to my mouth and dance on the tip of my tongue in. "what the hell...?" was all that John could get out as he struggled to see this extraordinary light. After several minutes the light and strange sound diminished and he slowly and gingerly opened his eyes."Oh my-!" as he laid eyes on this gorgeous creature, he was stunned. She- he presumed- was unbelievably beautiful; her flowing blonde hair and sparkling turquoise eyes topped off her stunning petite body." Hello Master" the elegant creature purred."P- Pardon? Who are you?" I am Gina, master.. “Can I try one?” Belle asks, squatting down and running her hand across the rind of one of the tasty looking fruits. She finds its outer texture smooth and soft to the touch. Beads of pinkish wetness cover the melon that seem to be produced from it. As she touches it, she feels her head begin to spin slightly and her cock begins to throb and grow.“Oh no! Be careful!” Josie crosses the melon patch and helps Belle to her feet, pulling a little handkerchief from her back pocket and quickly.