I mean maybe I’m a sex addict!” “A sex addict?” he said a bitter smirk. “Don’t you think that sounds kind of lame?” “Please Dave, I’...l do anything to make this right again. Just give me another chance. Please don’t tell Justin. I love him. I want to marry him. And you know he loves me too.” Dave looked at me with a healthy measure of skepticism and disgust. “I’ll keep quiet about this because I know how much it would devastate Justin to know that his fiancé fucked every single one of his. She could feel his cock was rock hard and then rubbed it a little.“His cock is hard also,” she told Scott, and he looked to see her hand on his lap. “My husband, would you permission me to pleasure his cock with my hand?”He could not deny his young bride’s desires, “Yes, my love you can pleasure his cock.”“Thank you. You will receive an extra special fucking from me tonight for being such a good husband.”Sula fumbled with the zipper on his pants, trying to pull it down. She was surprised when. She could barely move, and despite the pain of it, she felt her clit swelling further with blood, peeking out of its hood further and further.Jasper started to slap her cunt in a slow, steady rhythm - it was just the wrong side of painful, just a little too hard, enough to keep hurting her even as her cunt juiced up around his cock, her clit getting harder and more swollen.Amy whimpered and sobbed behind her gag. It hurt, but her clit throbbed and her hips jerked every time he slapped her. She. " I groan. This mere slip of a woman had wormed her way past my defenses and I knew now that I could never give her up. Catherine cried out in pleasure " AAAAH..AAAAH..OOOOH..OOOOH " as I thrust harder into her, desire and heat flaring within her. " So do you, sexy," she moans softly. Her hands curled into the sheets as she rocked back against me, taking me as deep as she could.I reached forward and fisted her hair. Using my grip on her hair I pulled her back on me as I thrust into her harder..