.w-would you like to walk me home? It's just down the street ...” She asked coyly. Shocked slightly at the request, Ian was silent for but a moment ...efore smiling broadly and struggling to contain his happiness. He forced a casual “I'd be happy to” despite the parade of joy going through his head. He quickly paid as she put on her coat and scarf then rushed back to her side, still struggling to contain his excitement. He gestured towards the door smiling and she stared into his eyes again to. ” I relaxed, and let it happen, and began to feel ease. I moaned, and my tears soon turned pleasure. He had accomplished in opening my virgin hole; open to his man force. He then he began pumping my hole hard and fast, he took full control of my tight ass, grabbing my buns slapping them to a tingle with reaction, and I cried out, “I love you; love what you doing to me with your big cock; it hurts good; I love your big cock.He responded, “My dick loves that ass more, it’s damn good; like fucking. And what does a car guy drive? Not a Subaru wagon, I imagine.” “Come on and I’ll show you.” Marshall held the store’s door open, nodding slightly in a very old-world manner as she stepped by him. Something about him, old world, that part moved her closer to the man, thought Sandra, smiling. For his part, Marshall inhaled slowly as she passed. Like a boat, Sandra threw off a wave of aroma that washed Marshall. He trembled, a man almost capsized in the wake of a woman’s corona of attraction, at. There was a strange sort of cheerfulness reflecting from her face. After a bit of time, she lowered her right hand and grabbed my dick, which was at its highest erection crossing 7 inch mark. She moved the skin and kept massaging my dick up and down. I wanted to put my sperms inside her womb, so stopped her from proceeding with the hand job. I put a pillow under her hip to raise up the pussy opening, then grabbed both her hands and took above her head with my left hand and aimed my dick at her.