Sometimes Iwould beg, or he would tell me, to go into the kitchen and bend over onto thecounter and he would fuck me hard from behind. All in all th...s was an extremely sexual man and I wanted himso much I was willing to do what he told me to do. I would readily admitto being a slut, bitch in heat, dirty whore, etc. without even beingcoached. We eventually drifted apart as our lives went separate ways, butI can still get wet just thinking about him. Miss Peach?s Thoughts on Shaving It. ’ He turned to look up at her and smiled. ‘Well I’m sure he’ll be back,’ was his reply. She slid in between his legs and leaned in closer. ‘Who knows, maybe you’ll get lucky instead,’ she whispered as she slowly ran her finger along her bottom lip and stared at him innocently. She looked down as she ran her other finger slowly up his inner thigh. She looked up at the bartender walking their way and asked for another drink. Then she went to sit back down in her chair and drank through the. With a suckling sound he started sucking my nipple. Then the same treatment he gave to the other nipple. While lavishing his attention on my left boob, his right hand started exploring my inner thighs. Slowly he started rubbing his palm on my inner thighs in a circular motion. Progressively his hand started moving towards my crotch.The moment his hand touched my pussy, it felt like a current has passed through my entire body. He let go of my left nipple and looked down between my legs. I was. With him fully inside me, I let my body rest on his, bringing our faces together, letting him know how great he felt inside me, getting a similar response as he said how tight I was and how he had hoped I would let him enjoy me again as I pushed my tongue in his mouth. As we started to kiss passionately, I felt Greg lift his hips below me, working himself even deeper inside me. I broke the kiss as I arched my back, letting out a lustful moan as began to slide myself up his length, almost off of.