As I pulled her pants over her voluptuous ass, she smiled at me, and she was wearing the skimpiest thong I have ever seen. She then allowed me to remo...e her thong, which I did, and I saw the most beautiful pussy I have ever seen, even to this day. It was lightly shaved, with a runway strip of hair just above her protruding clit.At this she pushed me down onto the couch and straddled herself on top of me. She then started to slowly push herself down onto my cock, and I heard her slightly gasp. I grasp your hand tightly as we climb the rocks and work our way up to the top. The sun is fading fast slowly being obscured by the clouds and devoured by the horizon. We find a comfortable spot near the top to enjoy the show mother nature and the ocean are putting on for us. I take you in my arms and hold you as if to keep you warm, but really just to feel you close to me. To smell that wonderful smell that I am becoming addicted to, to feel that heartbeat and those wonderful breasts and legs. " The way she said that last part, made me angry at her all over again. The two of us always seemed to rub each other the wrong way. I hadn't even been thinking about Mother Superior before this, other than for hoping I didn't have to run into her. After one minute, she had already succeeded in making me mad. She always had that ability with me. This time though, I recognized that she was doing it deliberately. She must have believed that my being angry gave her some advantage over me. Well, if. “I gotta say,” Damon admitted. “I ain’t nevah done shit wit no faggot.” “Okay that’s cool,” Tony added. “But I mean. Ain’t nobody up in heah got a ass like dat. How you get dem hips and shit.” “Oh,” Tony smiled. “I got some implants about two years ago.” “Dat shit look good fah real!” “Thank you!” “Let a nigga see!” Damon could not believe his nine inch dick was stiff. He pulled it out and commented, “It’s hard! You need tah suck it.” “Okay,” Tony dropped to his knees. “Damn, bitch! Dat shit.