He asks, “You love my dick?” I turn back to the window smiling, refusing to answer. “ANSWER ME!!” he yells. Getting frustrated with me not ans...ering, he grabs my hips tighter, begins to stroke faster and pound my pussy harder. I can’t take it anymore… “AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH…YYYYYYESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!! I LOVE YOUR DICK!!!! With that being said he smacks my ass and slows his strokes. With my head hanging out the window I feel the cool air on my face. Sweat is pouring down my face and. Kurt was fascinating. He knew tons of New Orleans history and was happy to share. Sadie talked about her childhood memories. They shared a fondness for snowballs, parties at Lake Ponchatrain, and Easter mass at St Alphonse’s the majestic old garden district church. The afternoon passed quickly, and Sadie knew it was almost time for one to her favorite parades of all, Orpheus. ‘Would you like to come to Orpheus with me?’ Sadie asked shyly. ‘I’d love to’ Kurt paid for their drinks, giving. " He laughed with me as he stood and stripped off his pants and underpants. I glanced at him, as I probably would have another man in a locker room, but made little mental note. He sat again and threaded his legs, one at a time, into a pair of pantyhose. I put my own thigh-high stockings on and stepped into the lacy panties. Then I clipped the bra around my middle, turned it around and found the shoulder straps. Then I lifted first one and then the other of my soft breast forms and. The heat radiates from your penis and sears into me, all rational thought escapes me and it feels as if I am suspended in that moment. Unable to wait any longer and fearing I'll stop breathing altogether; I quickly and forcibly rock my hips forward and envelop the entirety of your shaft. To punish me for making the first move, you work your cock in and out with agonizingly slow thrusts. I'm biting my lower lip to restrain my screams, the entirety of my body begs for quicker movements and the.