She was so wet and deliciously tight, she wanted him inside her. She wanted him to fuck her long and hard, pinning her to the bed so only her hips cou...d meet his as he slipped his long, hard cock into her juice sodden snatch. Withdrawing him from her mouth and moving up the bed, she kissed him deeply, tracing the outline of his full lips with her fingers. A trail of pussy juice lingered so he could smell and taste how ready she was. His hand moved from her head and snaked down to replace her. "Mark asked me, "Dave, do you like what you see?" I would like it better if Deanna starts to have some fun." Really?" Deana said as she looked at me with a sarcastic look and then she turned to Mark.She looked up at him and said, "Mark.... can I suck you big black dick?"Mark didn't say a word, he just took his cock in his hand a placed it on Deanna's face. She laughed and then she took it in her hand. It was as thick as it was long; she barely got her hand around his shaft. She licked the head. Ecstasy formed into sounds that come from deep within her. She begin to come, the wetness falling onto his shaft, still moving in its motion, it does not stop. It begins to leak, spreading over the joint her two bodies have created. Her cries have aroused him completely and she feels him tense again, knowing that this time, they will climax together, she gives herself fully to the endeavor. Their two hearts beat as one and her breath finds a synchronicity, a duet of love and lust. They are one. .My friends, the real ones, tried always to cheer me, tell me that wasn’t the end of the world, that I should pay back or even try to find a new person. But I couldn’t, I was too weak mentally to do it. I didn’ had the heart to try anything because I was so hurt inside that I felt my life was going to finish soon.The days went by and I got some of my sanity back and I went to return with my routine, including stopping by one of my favorite hangouts, a sandwich bar close to home. The one where.