You sigh, a little disappointed in yourself, then retrieve it. Text alert.It beggars belief when you see the murderer didn’t have his phone locked. ...��Good way to get caught,’ you chide him silently as you clean your fingers. You can see the first message, which simply reads “Are you coming or what?”A sinister chuckle ripples from your throat, and you wince a little. It’s funny, but you can’t laugh anymore, not without it being that echoey, haunting rasp. It seems inappropriate for simple irony.. After she regained her strength I started round 2. Made her sit down again and started eating her pussy and she out with another orgasm which she left it on my face in loads. I swallowed some and she licked my face. And then I washed my face.And started to ride her. I sat on the toilet and made her sit on me and driving her. We went doggy and anal.She didn’t accept for anal but convinced her that it wouldn’t be any pain. Doggy is my favorite and hence I spent most on fucking in doggy style. I. She was wearing tights. She usually didn't wear anything that tight but I said she would look good in them, and she wore them for me. Anyway, at one point my hand dropped into her lap while we changed positions."I thought that since it was there I could see about making her feel better. I moved my hand, with the palm all the way open, between her legs. I let it sit there for a moment to see what she would do. She kept kissing me, so I started rubbing her through her tights and panties. I knew. You ride him. Bucking violently and uncontrollably slapping your breasts on his face. He tries to suck your nipples as they beat his face but all he manages to do is bite your nipple to hang on and that excites you even moreYou hold on to the back of the couch as you push his cock even deeper into your ravaged pussy and your tits smothering his faceYou can feel yourself about to cum. Orgasm. A real one. Never felt before deep down inside of you. You try to hold back.... Try to control the b**st.