I felt like I was going to pee on his hand, and I pushed back into the pressure from his hand with my hips. We both heard the squish of our flesh pres...ed together, but then the movie got loud and covered it.“Yeah, that's it, baby,” he whispered into my ear. "Squirt on my hand."He pushed on my g-spot with his fingertips and bent and flexed his knuckles to slide the fingers in and out of my lips, pushing against the pressure of my pussy swelling and gripping on his fingers. Finally, he pulled. He had laid it on the work-top and before she could react he was gone, down the path and into the lane.Now eight months later she sat at the phone with that card in her hand.It was the night, a few weeks ago, in the small hotel on the outskirts of Carlisle that had started it. She had gone to visit her mother in hospital and had booked in to the hotel to avoid staying overnight in her mother's flat. Arriving back after visiting the hospital, she had gone to bed.She had been awakened from a. "Now, I'm going to show you what I want."After a second to catch my breath, he shoved me back down onto his cock,spearing deep into my throat in one thrust. He then proceeded to fuck mymouth like it was a pussy. Shoving me down as he thrust up, he startedgrunting and calling more and more nasty names. Finally he shoved me allthe way down again and grunted and moaned really loud. I could feel hiscock pulsing in my throat, shooting his load straight into me. He pulledback after a second or two. Whenever we were left even for a minute we used to move our hands on each other’s legs or just touch an intimate part of our body. This used to give us jitters and we used to get more wild and horny. We just could not keep ourselves away. As soon as we were left from school, i used to rush with her to her apartment as that was the time when we were expecting no one to be there. But we never got enough time to get our naked body touch each other we often were in the middle of kissing or when my.