I started to rub the head of my cock against her slit. I pushed in just the head and held it there for a few seconds that seemed like and eternity. I ...aited until she started to look confused, as her mouth opened to say something I rammed my cock in to the hilt and all that came out was a scream of pleasure. That trick always worked on my girlfriends... I began to slowly pull out. Once the head almost popped out I rammed it back in again, sending another wave of pleasure through her body. I. I was sure my mouth was catching flies, when I looked at the sleeping girl. Surely this wasn't supposed to happen, when you took a prostitute home with you. For a moment I thought about waking her up and having my fun, but even if my little head might have agreed with that idea my bigger head held its ground. I went to pick up a robe after covering the sleeping girl.I poured myself another brandy, and decided to take a look at her belongings. Her backpack was so full that it was almost. Sangue! L'avevo appena sverginata e lei con aria serena dice "è successo!". Mi sentivo quasi in colpa e le chiesi se andava tutto bene,mi rispose di sì e ci baciammo. Da quel giorno fu un susseguirsi di scopate senza stancarci mai! Doppiette,triple e mattinate intere....beata gioventù. Marianna iniziò a chiedermi di vivere la nostra relazione alla luce del sole,anche se la cosa non mi andava accettai. Le sere iniziammo a uscire nel suo paesino e dato che era circondato da amiche, convinsi i. I heard your door and thought I would come over to steal a cup of coffee from you, we're out again." She was walking around the corner of the deck with only her head and shoulders visible so far, thanks to my home being built into the side of a low hill, the deck was actually just under five feet up from the ground."There's coffee in the pot and nothing's been changed inside. Think you can get it or do you want some help?" If nothing's changed, I remember where it all is and I can get it fine..