Mr Lewis was still completely focused on my tits, sucking, squeezing, licking, kissing. Suddenly he stopped sat back on the couch and looked down at m... massaging hand. He moved it, undoing his trousers, and pulling his big cock out. Then he put my hand on it. I started pumping it, as I've seen in the porn movies, and it seemed to work, Mr Lewis started moaning and thrusting his hips as I pumped his cock. He stopped me, making me stand up and pull down my shorts and panties. He then made me sit. But now that your photo has my ‘soldier standing at attention,’ I thought I'll share this photo of my chest and entice you right back! I want you to be as wet for me as your photo just made me hard for you. I think and I hope that this is the photo to do that. “I know when you get to unbutton me like this, and I get to peel you down to that pretty blue lace bra you're wearing right now, it will be amazing for us both. “I can't wait to see you again! To see that bra --and your sweet charms. "Since - since I never got to show Daddy how far I'd come with the big dildo," Jen spoke softly, looking at everything but me, "I've been kind of stuck at that place in my life. I can't seem to stop practicing - putting bigger and bigger things inside me. My conscious mind knows it's futile, that I'll never get to show Dad, but somewhere deep inside, I'm still getting ready for when he gets home!"Jen's voice rose to a frustrated wail as she ended her sentence. I held her until she calmed a. He grabbed her by the thighs, pulling her toward him, her silken folds glistening delectably beneath the light. He kissed her thighs first, slowly making his way down toward her clit, and slowly slid his tongue against it. He heard her gasp, and glanced up. His tongue glided along her pussy lips, eyes remaining fixed on hers, watching her face twist with pleasure. Her body writhed beneath his touch. She emanated lustful heat, and the fact that he seemed to be pleasuring her supplemented his.