Her cheeks were very soft, I was just slowly playing with them and suddenly I feel my cock is bulging. I really like that feeling, slowly i moved my h...nd to her ears. I moved my hands slowly caressing her ears, neck. She said bro stop it, your act is ticking me. I asked her if she mind’s.Me: hope you don’t mind caressing you.She: your my sweet my bro, why will I mind.Me: I know, am just checking with you. How does it feel?She: it feels nice, am feeling like you are my own bro after some time. I remembered Trish had told me she was a heavy sleeper to I decided it was worth a chance so took up my position and proceeded to lick my own cum off the cheeks of her arse, I was having quite a feast and actually enjoying the taste but keeping vigilant for any movement. Even by my standards I thought I did a good job but whatever was possessing me wasn’t satisfied and her arse looked so inviting, her pantie wedged crack calling my name, I had to go back for queen and country.Checking her eyes. Her mouth was open and she was moaning again and again: Oh John, John, John! He felt something stirring. Her expression was disarmingly intense. I want you to fill me. I am! But more than this. She clamored off of him and turned away, moving to all fours and gripping the headboard. He thought she might dent the oak. Lord Grey positioned himself behind her. He put a hand between her legs and she moaned. My, my, he thought, rubbing and admiring the symmetry of her back and the firm, rounded. Her breathing grew heavy and she bit her lip trying to keep herself from making too much noise as she felt her orgasm approach. Finally to put her over the edge Gemma imagined that colossal dong slamming in and out of her little pussy. She held on to the toilet roll holder and her upper body jutted foreword several times as her body shook and trembled until she could not move and her energy was completely spent.“Holy fuck” she said to herself as she lay against the back of the toilet.Just then.