Slowly he starts to fuck my mouth, pushing his cock deep into my throat, until I can take no more and then sliding out almost all the way until on the...top of his cock is touching my lips, before driving into my throat again, his hand firmly holds the back of my head, to ensure I cannot pull away, but why would I want to.....As I suck his cock deep into my mouth, I feel a pair of hands, sliding over the cheeks of my ass, under my little pvc skirt, I push my ass out to invite more attention, as I. Melissa walked around the couch and when she revealed herself, I quickly turned my head back to the television."What's the matter?" the woman asked coyly."Nothing." I muttered while feeling my cheek blushing. The woman was wearing only a t-shirt and judging from the tiny nubs poking through the thin fabric, she wasn't wearing a bra. My cock throbbed painfully with need of release.She went to the coffee table where the remote control was and bent down to retrieve it. As she did so, the hem of. It wasn’t long before they were on to their second glass. They chatted, but a tension was building – both wondered about making the first move. Finally, Cameron put his glass down. “Carrie, when I first set eyes on you in Waterstones all I wanted to do at that moment was walk over to you and kiss you, but all I could…” Further speech was impossible, as with the speed of a striking cobra Carrie had sealed his mouth with hers. She was ripping his shirt from his trousers to get her hands on his. I could imagine myself being sprawled out on that desk with those papers surrounding us as he made sweet love to me. My boots making a clicking noise on his floor make him look up. He lets out an exasperated sigh that almost made me stop in my tracks. I continue to his desk. I stand there looking at his face, into those baby blues that make me weak in the knees. I want him to claim me himself, but he’s holding back and so it’s up to me. I have to throw open the door and let him know. I lean.