It's true though; they don't care who they fuck. They stick it in and, before you know it, they’re done. Frank was different—she had no idea what...to expect. He was ramming so fast and deep that his balls made slapping noises on her pussy. His cock was bigger than she was used to. Six or seven inches? she wondered. In the beginning it felt weird. He was filling her completely, and that was completely new to her, but now she had gotten used to it. In a way she loved it that Frank was using her. Perfectly manicured her legs reveal a delicate flower. I hover and lower slowly down to the base of her wet pussy. The anticipation is real I can smell as I hold by the knees her legs firmly apart. They open wider to expose the beauty of her sweet lips, plump full of the excitement ahead. Her head tilts up to the sky, her eyes roll back as my lips gently part her lips, she smiles as my tongue slithers up and down, gently then more forcefully as it enters her tight juicy hole. I can hear her. How she wished she could pound somebody. Her fist had manicured pink nails, clearly revealed because her sheer gloves had no fingers.Satisfied that he'd won another victory against his worst bully, Alfred corrected the jerk, "And I'm not a queer!" His fingers had only remnants of polish.Lady Erst said, "That is too bad," as she moved past him towards the one of the chairs with white wire finial and the heart-shaped upholstery. It was the highest, but it also was the only one with a matching. Ohhh. Uuhhh. Uuhhh. Uuhhh. Ooohhhhhhh." she was moving in time with me, her pace increasing as mine did, her pelvic area grinding against mine. Monica felt the stirrings deep inside her. Slowly, she was becoming aroused. I was kissing and fondling her, moving in cadence with her as I felt my own excitement grow. I drove deeper into her like a pile driver and she responded, moving with me, driving her hips forward to meet my thrusts." Ohhh. Ohhh. Uuhhh. Uuhhh. Ohhh! OHHH! UUHHH! UUHHH! MMMMMMM!".