This is hard for me," he let his eyes drop from hers. "I haven't felt like this in a long time and am afraid of getting kicked in the teeth. You mean ...o much..."He was interrupted by Donna suddenly throwing herself against his chest, her arms wrapping around his neck and her lips pressing firmly against his. She kissed him hungrily, devouring his lips with her own. Her fingers worked their way through his hair as she held tight, refusing to let him move. Finally, she relinquished her hold and. Her desires for an orgasm at that moment grew more and more. She wished he was there, in the flesh, and she knew exactly what she would do if he was there at that moment. She wanted some sexual activity, as in sexual intercourse, and she wouldn’t stop until she got what she needed. As she did it some more, she started feeling the raging tingling inside of her thighs but she also started feeling it up into her belly and she also felt it around her tits. Her legs tightened up. She heard herself. She asked what happened, n I told her if she opens it, she has to satisfy it. She should get fucked until the little kid is happy. She smiled n said we’ll see if your little kid can keep up with my nests. And she went down n removed my jeans n boxers in one shot. My tool was saluting her ready for her with the length of 6 inches. She kept looking at it n inspecting it. I told her to get started.She said she is not sure n might find it gross. I pulled her up n started kissing her. She pulled out. “Wow! How many do you have?” Rosanna asked in amazement. “About a thousand or so. I’ve stopped counting them all. It’s a small collection by comparison,” Solace answered with a hint of pride in her voice. “By comparison to whom? I’m still a cassette woman. But I’m gradually converting,” Rosanna said, running her fingers down the stacks. Solace stared transfixed. Rosanna had lovely hands. “Do you play an instrument? She asked softly. “I play a little piano,” Rosanna answered, stepping back..