I lick all around your nipples and suck each one into my mouth, sucking hard making them stand out, rasping my tongue against them. I look up at you y...ur eyes closed, your hands holding my head as I fulfil my desire. I stand straight and lift you onto the worktop, moving my hands to your hipsters; I undo the button and pull down the zip. You lift your self as I remove the garment. I can sense your shyness once more as you close your legs and your face reddens. I move to you my shirt falling. Please fuck me. Pound the shit out of me". He told her to be a good girl and she would get the fucking of her life. As he grabbed her hips again, he pushed his entire cock into her. I couldn't believe she took the whole thing, but she was so wet that he fit easily into her.Pat looked at me and said, "He's fucking me, baby. Oh his cock feels so good". John started to pick up the pace, and now he was forcefully pulling her hips back towards him. Pat just kept grunting and growling and pleading. I was rock hard at this point but though hey why not get a little something for myself ;) . So I said I'd have to make it hard if she would help and she said how. I have a thing for boobs so said if she showed them to me it would help to which she pulled her swimsuit down and I knew she had little boobs as we'd had a conversation about that before a few years back, what I wasn't prepared for was how small and firm and perky and perfect they were. After looking for a bit I asked if she was ready. "Come on into the kitchen Miss P," I said gently reaching for her. She was still afraid but maybe something in my manner or tone told her that I wasn't going to hurt her right then, because she accepted my hand and let me lead her into my kitchen area.I unfortunately didn't cook much, although I had been known to grill a mean steak, and even toss a salad occasionally. In this case my lack of culinary expertise could be overlooked. I opened a cabinet full of Campbell's Chunky soup. I looked at.