‘I would rather you didn’t,’ she said quietly. ‘Aurora, I’m just doing my job. I’m not here to hurt you. I couldn’t do that then, even ...n anger, and I sure am not going to do it now. Just let me help you.’ He watched her visibly soften then, and he checked her stitches for any sign of tearing. He replaced the dressing and made a few notes in the chart. ‘I could have your job, you know,’ Aurora looked right through him. ‘All it would take is just one word about before and …’ Ian stopped writing. His ejaculate, his cum, flies in torrents, Nature’s glorious gift to a young male. I do not permit him to rut but I pump his cock in counterpoint to coax each spurt and splash from him. His cream coats my belly, my hand, his testicles.I laugh. With all my heart. I love him, and on the hot nights of summer when I pleasure myself alone in my bed I dream of the consummation of our love. I hear him across the garden late at night through his open window in his own bed in the little cottage he. She leaned over and kissed Victor, as my naughty fingers found their way between her legs, rubbing gently at her slick wet folds. She was ready.We both start to undress my husband. Shania wanted to test Victor’s cock. I ordered her to get on her knees and open her mouth. Hubby let out a wild moan as the black girl slowly engulfed his hard shaft. The little bitch took it into her throat with ease, without choking at all.I kissed Victor and pushed him on his back, as another woman’s lips sucked. "My cock was throbbing hard in her hand and I felt my balls beginning to ache. I reached my hands out putting them on her titties and began to play with them. "Why don't you take your shirt off and let me see your sweet titties? They feels so nice and I like the way they jiggle, come on please show them to me." She hesitated for a moment then sat back in the chair and pulled her shirt up over her head and tossed it on the floor. My eyes began bulging when I saw her beautiful cone shaped tits.