Melissa blinked at him and wet her lips. “You look so prim and proper. It makes me want to mess you up.” He leaned down and kissed her, his sensua... lips molding hers, his hands finding her hips. As always, it took only the slightest touch and Melissa was lost in the pleasure he always brought her. She reached up, trying to wrap her arms around him without hitting his radio. She pressed her body against him and was met with the hard shell of his kevlar vest, his duty belt poking her in her. Er begrüßt mich an der Wohnungstür: „Hallo mein Schatz, ich hoffe, du hattest einen schönen Tag in der Sauna. Ich hab uns was gekocht.“ Schlagartig macht sich mein schlechtes Gewissen breit. Thorsten ahnt nichts von meinen Eskapaden. Als er abends Sex will, wehre ich ihn ab. Mirgräne. Ich schäme mich für meine billige Ausrede und dafür, dass ich meinem Freund, den ich über alles liebe, den Sex verweigere, obwohl es auf den 16. Fick nun auch nicht mehr ankäme. Das schlechte Gewissen hält nicht. .and my pleasure was pleasing him.David sent me an email from work one day. He told me to send himsome internet pics of my fantasies that hadn't come true yet. So Ijumped onto the internet and found 10 that I loved and sent them off.That night we talked on the phone. He said he noticed that every pictureI sent was 2 well hung black guys fucking a white guy. Different positions.Cocks in the white guys mouth and ass. He asked if that is what I wanted.I responded with a HELL YES.He asked me. I slide my left hand down below my ass, and plunged my middle finger up into my sweaty ripe hole. Giving just a few jabs, I continue pulling on my cock with a moderate pace. The morning coffee, and Mr. Wilson's lemonaide was now putting pressure on my guts, so I knew I had to unload soon, least my k**neys would bust before the nut :) As I felt my thighs tightening up, at last, I threw my legs up, and arced back towards myself. Johnny jumped up with the camera to catch a full view of my now.