He leaned forward, gently speaking into her ear, “Don’t move!” Meagan just dipped her head, to say yes.Richard slid his hand under the waistband...of her panties. Running it down over her ass cheeks, squeezing and feeling their firmness as he went. As he got to the bottom of her ass he didn’t stop but flattened his hand out with the palm against her, He continued to slide it between her legs until he was cupping her pussy. Meagan inhaled sharply but didn’t attempt to move. Richard, taking this as. I text Antonia wishing her a Merry Christmas and telling her how I can’t wait for dinner, she texts me back telling me she can’t wait either and can’t wait to see me. This year Christmas dinner is being held at our house. I still live with my mom because she just became disabled. It’s part of the reason why it is here since it will be easier for her to get around. Like all of our family dinners this one is buffet style, mostly because there are so many of us to pass food around. At around 4. Becca moaned and trembled as I took her from both sides at once, standing up. I slipped a third finger into her.Even as I worked Becca's body like a violin, I struggled to think about anything but sex. I thought about the pneumatic presses out on the factory floor. I thought about bills and cleaning out the refrigerator. I didn't want to come yet. I didn't want to come until the right audience saw me.Becca was just theatre. I wanted to be seen with her. I wanted Susan to see how I made love.. I hold her head tight, her nose in my pubic bone and my cock in her throat as she groans and quivers.She pulls my hand away as I let her head go. She drops her head on the pillow and gasps a few breaths.”Please fuck me,” she pleads, “I want you so bad.” I climb between her legs and gently push my swollen head into her. I groan as her hot, silky channel engulfs my throbbing prick. The indescribable feel of her pussy focuses my entire body into my cock as it slides inside of her. I lean forward.