Little prick! The last line set Michael off. That was what Meredith called him. That was what Dana called him, among other things. His father wasnt h...re to protect Candy like he did the girls at Michaels house. He felt the anger he had held down so long in his gut boil up and over. Bitch. The word came out cold and steeled. He failed to notice Rose walking down the hall towards her friends. Candy gasped and made to slap him again. This time he moved on instinct, catching her hand before it. He pulled his wet fingers out of me and I grabbed his hand, bringing his fingers to my mouth so I could taste myself on him. I sucked on them one at a time, swirling my tongue around it, reveling in the taste of my pussy on his skin. I felt the head of his cock probing my behind, until it finally found my slick opening. I moaned against his hand as he slid his cock inside me – god, how I loved the way he stretched my tight pussy with his incredible cock! Neither of us moved once he was fully. “You’re so gorgeous, so fucking gorgeous,” he said. It made me feel great to hear him say that. My brown eyes were staring at that incredibly thick, hard-as-oak pole jutting in the air. I didn’t know what I wanted more, either to suck it or fuck it.I climbed over him, slowly, teasing him, playfully lowering my pussy over his erection until I was brushing my wet cunt against his swollen pecker a few times. I stared into his eyes as my soft wet entrance found the head of his dick. I sank, just a. It looked like boxes, but more on this later. They had pillows laid out on the floor and hot overhead lights trained on the pillows. They told my wife to strip and she quickly did, even with the older man looking on. She was told to lie down on the pillows and spread her legs. She meekly did and the wife put a pillow behind her back forcing her huge milk filled tits up into the air. The lights were hot and my wife started sweating and you could see the sweat forming on her body. The husband.