He just sat there while I got used to the pain, and it took me like 2 minutes to be ready for him to start fucking me. “Ok start”He pulled back an... thrust back in, very hard. I moaned, and he did it again. He picked up speed, and started to fuck me. About 10 minutes into this, it started to feel right. I liked it, and it felt almost like it was scratching an itch inside of me, that only his cock could reach. My moans of pain turned into grunts, and moans of pleasure.I had been enjoying it so. He was with two other Asian guys and together they maybe looked the sort of guys who knew they were big and used to being respected. But the thing I noticed most about this stud was just how sexy he looked in his black jeans. The flies to these jeans just looked so so sexy my hungry slut eyes were just glued to them - honestly I just couldn't take my eyes off them. The thought of his big manhood dangerously lurking behind the sexy flies of those jeans. I just gazed away at the guys flies. Something about this demon caused her to flirt and slowly bait him closer and closer to her- until there was absolutely nothing but clothing separating them. Sounds easy enough, dont you think? ~~~ He loves the way she feels around him as she slides down, adores the way the muscles of her body ripple when their hips finally connect. And theres no way he can not notice the way her face flushes or how- when he runs his nails over the soft downy of her wings- her muscles slide taunt both. How do you get it up for me so soon after plowing Ellie Marshall?” Crystal Davies moaned as she took it balls deep from Dan Logan, the local lothario of all lotharios.“I love to fuck, woman. Hell, you could even say that I live to fuck, because to an extent, that’s true. It’s the greatest pleasure of life ... fucking, that is. I love to fuck, I enjoy pussy, ass, mouth, all of it, and I don’t see a point in denying myself such delights during my unknown number of years left on this globe. Why.