"I had to stop. Your breasts against my back are making me insane." I smile a naughty little grin and swing my leg over the front of him so I am facin... him. He grabs the back of my hair, forcibly but not painfully and tilts my head so he can plant a long, hard, deep kiss on my mouth. A moan escapes the most inner part of me in pleasure. We begin to kiss passionately and his hand is firmly in my hair, guiding my head to where he sees fit. His other hand begins to rub my pleasure spot and mine. To a leather sofa where she threw back her head. “Oh my God. My head is killing me.” L. D. moaned. The more sight she regained, the less light she was able to tolerate. “Do you have ibuprofen? Where’s your bathroom?” Rosanna asked. L. D. flung her right arm in a vague direction. Rosanna followed it, rose and went in search of a pain killer. She looked back and saw Solace stroking L. D.’s matted hair. She hurried down the long corridor thinking that she did not want to leave Solace alone with. I did this for a couple minutes until it was completely lathered in my spit. Then I knew it would slide down my throat easier. I began pushing it deeper and deeper with each stroke. I knew because of the girth that there would be a point where I just physically wouldn't be able to fit any more of it in my mouth, but I wasn't going to give up easily.Honestly, for a couple minutes I had completely forgotten there was a human attached to the cock I was sucking, I had just become so focused on. Her blinking eyes watched him remove his white trimmed jerkin as if he meant buisness. He rolled his sleeves up muscular arms. Six belts were delivered across her rump. She squeaked with each one although they had not connected with too much force. He didn't want to bruise her dimpled rear. Her skin shone as if polished with a pink glaze. He watched fascinated as a dribble of pussy juice trickled down her inner thigh. He admired her sex a little longer before ordering her to replace her.