She pressed, rubbed, felt it. her closed sensual eyes, wet moist eye-lids, her oozing sexuality. She was totally drenched in plain wet water of passio....her squeals, the dusky voice, the wrinkles of pain her brow bared as i bit her, all was making me go insane.the harder i bit her, the tighter she held my cock. my foreskin was stimulating me all the more.i was all spunky down under. and wanted to shower my spunk on her every how..she then let loose her legs, pushed me off her, opened her eyes. I wanted more!As if in answer to my unspoken desire the hard shaft pushed in deeper. I moaned in ecstasy. Gabrielle was now holding my legs back and wide apart with her elbows and continued to play with my clit. Then I felt her tongue skip across my clit, then off, then back again. Was she licking the fake cock's shaft? Weird.Her face backed off and she pushed the dildo into me harder, knocking the breath from me. Wow, she was strong! It was now almost entirely inside me, and she pulled. His hips rise of their own volition to match the movement of her mouth, never hurried......she loves to tease with that mouth, to entice and illicit a response from him that he can no longer control. Her touch is gentle against his leathered sack, loving to feel the movements within as he nears his release of the essence of him, the flavor of his life's seed.Her body is tensing and he can feel her moving, knowing that her excitement is as high as his and her nectar is flowing, soon he will. Vice versa is true for women.”“Who said that?”“Buddha.”“Really? Wow,” Amy said with a little smile.She freely hugged him from behind and placed the right side of her face against his back. He too seemed to ride freely.“Hey, you just passed the hostel!” Amy said to Shaw, all of a sudden.“Oh shit!” Shaw said as he turned the bike to his left and pulled the brakes, bringing their ride to a grinding halt. Because of the speed a moment before the brake, Amy was basically thrown off her seat.“Shaw!”.