His weight bearing down on my tip. My cock struggled to penetrate his tight hole. It felt very painful like he'd break my stick. Then I penetrated int... V. He groaned hard as he lowered himself down. Once my tip broke through his tight barrier, the rest of my inches plowed deep into his hole. It felt different being inside V. I imagined how it must feel for him and it excited me. V began playing with my nipples. Pulling and twisting keeping them hard,erect. V slowly went up and down on me. I. There was something of distinguished beauty in her face. Unlike the girls of my own age, Mrs. Cartwright displayed class. Her makeup was tuned to perfection. I could easily overlook the few tell-tale wrinkles in favor of her benevolent smile. She was a warm person, with nothing to hide. Unlike the high-school chicks I frequented every day, she had already made her mark. She didn’t need to pretend. To me, she represented the type of woman I would like to be married to one day. --- It was by. He bared down and I knew he was close. His strokes into me began getting shorter and he grabbed my hips even tighter. “You ready hon”? He asked me in a winded gasp. “Mmmmm” was all I could reply. As hard as I tried I could only moan, not able to make the words come together. He abruptly pulled his throbbing cock out of me. In one quick motion I turned and dropped to my knees. He ripped the condom off of his cock and stepped closer to my face. His head lurched back and he let out a long howl and. In a moment, she heard soft footsteps coming closer on the other side of the door, and she froze, knowing someone was now listening at the keyhole, only inches away from her on the other side of the door which separated the two bedrooms. She listened intently, fearing that at any moment the door would be pushed and blocked from opening by the dead-weight of her body leaning against it, but nothing happened. In a few minutes of breathless waiting, she heard the squeak of the rope-bed again, and.