Her legs, once resting on the floor, now straight up in the air, now hanging, knees bent, in mid air, then clasped round his back and neck.“Please m... lover, please!”He lifted his head, “Please what?”“Let me come, please, I’m in agony!” her face was contorted in a grimace, and her eyes were wild. He returned to his task.“Oh, no!” she cried, “Please, please!”He licked her clit. Bang! Her scream was deafening, her hips bucked and pitched against his urgent tongue as she cried and moaned out her. Janice was left a widow at the age of twentyeight. She was a wealthy widow since Charles had invested wisely and had ensuredthat his wife would be taken care of, but she was still alone. Janice moved around the room efficiently, spraying and dusting and makingthe furniture shine. She had to straighten and move a book and a few paperson the desk and then started dusting that surface too. The dust cloth touchedthe computer mouse and then the computer screen lit up. Apparently, Charityhad. Without a word, Tiffany parted her mouth and took my cock in once more. But this time she pushed me deeper than she had before, deeper until I felt my cock touch the back of her throat. That wasn't the end of the surprise though.She paused for a second and swallowed a couple times. I didn't understand what she was doing at first, but on the third swallow she pushed deeper, and I felt my cock slip down into her throat! Once I was past her gag reflex, she pushed me down her throat until her nose. .. sticky from their last night's love-making as she encircled it. He moaned in his sleep, his closed eyes flicking distractedly. She smiled and moved down his body, pushing the covers back off them as she went. In the faint light she studied the foreskin and the thickness of his still limp shaft fascinatedly. Slowly, she began to massage it with one hand while her other went beneath to cup and cradle his balls. It was strange how her own desire seemed to peak at this time of night-morning. He.