Davey, please fuck me. Sink your huge rod into me, pleeeaase.” she cried. I figured that I had tortured her long enough and slid down past her knees...and grabbed her feet. With her squirming like a hooked fish I stood up at the foot of the bed and pulled her ass to the edge. She look down to my throbbing cock and she licked her lips and said, God I love that big cock! Davey, fuck me. Shove that fat sausage into my wet cunt” When I did’t move right away she started to cry. “Please Davey, I know. The restaurant he chose was nice,but not overly fancy, so I was not too uncomfortable. J was a perfectgentleman and made me feel special. When I confessed I felt fat, he toldme that if this were the 50’s rather than the 80’s I’d be the model ofperfection, and that I was the most beautiful girl he’d ever seen. WhenI lamented my inability to acquire the coveted golden tan, he comparedmy white skin to rich cream and fine porcelain. At the end of theevening he walked me to. After teasing nipples for a while, he wets his fingers and reaches down to stroke her pussy, which she has already made available to him. “Naughty girl,” he chuckles. She shows him mischievous eyes.A younger woman would have been slipperier already, but he feels the natural moistening beginning. Stroking inside her, finding her g-spot, his thumb gently pressing and rubbing her clit, helps her be ready for what comes next.“Enough,” he commands her, pulling her off his resurrected cock with a. I shook and endured the pleasure the best I could, but even after just two minutes, I found myself depleted."So, have you had your muff eaten before, Cynthia?" Patty pondered."Yes, a few times, but your girlfriend is so much better, though." Thank you," Erin added, massing my thighs. "I love your juice, by the way," she said, before going down on me again.For the most part, my body went dead so that I couldn't move, but in a good way. As I finally got to feel one of them fucking me, all bets.