..i love feeling your pulsing cock fuck my facespearing that thickness deep in2 my mouthyour girthy glans impaling my thirsty throat& your warm shaved...balls slapping in2 my chinas your obscenely swollen erection face-****s me...there are all kinds of people all around usin the other dressing rooms & all over the store& i find myself wondering if they can hear us& if they are listening 2 me suck on your cock ?we both know we have 2 be very very quietor we will be discovered doing our dirty. And hell, when you're eighteen, or twenty-three, or even twenty-five, that can be very fun. But I'm twenty-seven now. I need a relationship with a future, and sweatiness between the sheets is only a part of that."So I found Johnny, and right away I knew he was an incredibly nice guy. Not just into sex, but into my other qualities. Too, I thought. But he hasn't made any moves. Don't get me wrong, I haven't expected any, necessarily. We've only been together a month, after all. But the other. I remember he smiled and told me if I would allow him he would provide everything for me that I wanted. He told me that he was very wealthy and got pleasure helping young people achieve their goals. I was suspicious and told him that I would not prostitute my self at any price. He told me that I would not have to do anything that I did not want to do but would be expected to help with chores at his mansion. He sounded very sincere so I agreed. He took me home with him, gave me a beautiful home. She pulled herself near to me, shoving my entire penis into her, gripping my back in pleasure. She rolled me onto my back, humping my penis, moving her hips slowly all the way up so I almost fell out and then all the way back down. It felt so good. She started kissing my neck, sucking and nibbling and thrusting her hips up and down faster and harder. I couldn’t take it, I was moaning in pleasure and so was she. I bit down on her neck too, and it muffled the sounds of our moaning. She was.