”“Men’s erotica is different?”“Yes. Most women would consider men’s erotica to be pornographic. For example, a woman would spend three-qua...ters of a book describing our afternoon together and never discuss what your lips are doing to my nipples right now. Then she would let slip that your fingers found the evidence of my arousal and drove me to orgasm. Which would be ... an accurate ... description. Jacob!” Donna pressed her mouth back to mine, entwining our tongues together as she shuddered. When I was ready I had to push Kim away form me and pull Karen off Bobby’s cock. I told them to lay on both sides with their heads at his feet and for him to finger them. I then got between his legs and started to lower myself on hid cock.I was nearly cumming after just two inches. The girls moved in closer and I push down more and started cumming with about 8inches in. Bobby stopped fingering his sisters, grabbed my hips and shoved the rest of his cock in me.OK, let me say that I always. Her breathing calmed down, and she was able to turn her attention to him. His fly was quickly unzipped, and he was exposed. She was determined her touch was going to be as soft as his, and she put his hand back on her breast as she worked. Two massive pearls caught her attention, smooth and spongy, and she stroked them, making him murmur and groan a little bit. Moving his hand across her body, she leaned down and saluted the wrinkled skin, telling it how much she loved her experience and wished. He was an arrogant asshole who said "That was great, baby" to a woman he'd adored since the seventh grade, and who'd dumped Cammie Rowe when she wouldn't put out. He'd had at least one affair with a married woman, and at least one session with his current stepmother, I hoped to God before she married to his dad. He hadn't visited his relatives in a year and a half, and, oh yeah, he'd been dating a bigot.How he got that way, though, was a little more difficult to figure out. I figured that.