I moan so softly, so deeply, begging for him to fuck me; all without saying a word. He watches me and begins stroking his cock again but he still does...’t move. I begin slowly rocking my hips and rolling my back, reminding him of the way I moved on top of him; showing him I'm ready.I dip my back a little more, giving him a full view of my dripping, aching cunt. It is all there waiting for the taking. We are completely focused on each other. I hear his growl. It's so soft, coming from deep. And it's amazing. Your hands reach up and grab your tits as I hold your hips pushing me deeper inside you. after a short time like this it feels as if your pussy got tighter...then it hits me...a flood of juices erupting from within you...escaping all over my stomach as you continue to bounce up and down...splashing your juices all over us...you collapse on top of me as we kiss.I am now at a point where I need my tongue inside you again. I pull out of you and slide you up so your are sitting on. He grasped the globes of flesh in his heavy hands and squeezed until she cried out over and over again into the crashing thunder. He pulled the last button of her coat loose and pushed her over the hood of the car. He threw the hanging tails of her leather coat up and to one side to expose her wonderfully round buttocks and she was sure she was to be sodomised as she felt his fingers clawing the cheeks of her arse wide. She held her breath as something hard was pressed to her anal whorl. She. Tessa Aarons. She was twenty-four years old, and everything scared her, especially the intimidating man in her kitchen, tall, strong looking, and covered in paint. A very attractive man she noted, it had been a while since she had been so close to a man like him, he was definitely attractive, but intimidating nonetheless, and she could do nothing but stare, surrounded in her fear. ‘I’m sorry.’ He said in a lower voice than before, ‘I’m… I’ll take another break.’ That was all he said. He began.