We were relentless in seeking release from the built-up stress in our bodies. If I slowed in my grinding and twisting, he picked up the pace as if not...wanting to lose momentum. I wrapped my legs and around him as his big butt slammed away. I squeezed my pussy lips as his cock started to move back and forth, after a while I said, "fuck my cunt harder baby", "Oh Dan, yes, yes, yes!" I moaned, Dan looked down on me with lust in his eyes and watched as my firm milky white "C" cup tits jostled back. They clear the things from the dining room table. In the kitchen, Abbie helps scape and rinse the plates and silver. Then as all are stacked, she stands by Tim as he hand-washing each, her drying them. Tim explains to Abbie, that while their everyday dishes can be put into the dishwasher, the china could be ruined if run through the dishwasher. Abbie is in awe that the kitchen even has a dishwasher. Looking now around more carefully, Abbie sees that the kitchen has many appliances and. “What’s in here?” she asked playfully.She walked to the open bedroom door. I followed her. She stopped at the foot of the king-sized bed. I took her hands and stepped closer to her. We stared at one another for a second. Then we kissed. I put my arm around her waist and held her tightly. Our tongues tussled. I cupped my hands beneath her ass and squeezed. Cara pressed her body to mine. The kissing intensified. She opened the buttons on my shirt. I helped her out of her cardigan. “I. He didn't speak either, not a fucking word, just dropped down and pulled out my cock and started sucking. I tried to suck his cock too, and it was large, probably around 8", but he didn't seem to want that. So I say, Wanna blowjob? Nothing, like the Hispanic k** in Chicago. And I run my hands all over his flat tummy and around his butt and I'm kinda talking to him about really big cocks and pumping big cummy loads and other social graces, but he doesn't make a peep. Eventually, he turns around.