The nerve of her. Two weeks past but I couldn't seem to gether out of my mind. Jesus what was wrong with me, I was actuallyconsidering calling her aga...n. Was I really homosexual or a sissy,Jesus, why couldn't I get her out of my mind.Finally after two weeks I could no longer stand her total glamorousfeminine beauty eating away at me. I called her. She didn't seemsurprised to hear from me again, in fact it felt like she never expectedme to hold out for two weeks. "I'd like to talk again," I. She’s so wet, so turned on, and he holds her as tightly as he can and thrusts over and over again. She moans even louder than he does, her desire so primed that her climax approaches after only moments. ‘Oh, good boy,’ she whimpers, and he can hear her voice spilling over into orgasm even as she speaks. ‘Good boy, love you so much, come for me come for me oh oh oh!’ Her words dissolve into a squeal of delight that sends him helplessly over the edge into perfect bliss. ‘Goddess,’ he hears. But then her anal muscles began to spasm, a rippling, uncontrolled clench and release pattern that milked my shaft. Mid-laugh, I felt my pleasure suddenly peak and my balls compress, and suddenly I was filling the blonde’s colon with cock cream.“UNNNNGGGGHHH!” I grunted, clenching my eyes shut as the pressure suddenly released by spewing sperm down where the sun would never shine. My hands still planted onto Adrienne’s asscheeks, my forearms were shaking as I tried to yank my pelvis down and. I made a mental note to prepare it precisely as desired without being told how. I brought both cups of tea poolside, and when she saw them, she burst out in a laugh.“Look at you! That is so sweet!” Then swept me up in a hug and subsequently a kiss on the cheek, nearly spilling the drinks. She pulled away and stared at me with a thoughtful expression. “Why do you do this? You act like a servant to me sometimes.”I was reeling from her physical contact, and it took me a moment to pretend.