She unravelled it down my cock and jerked me a couple of times to make sure it was on. She turned back over and reached beneath herself again to guide...dick to her pussy. She let go as I pushed the tip in slowly. It was so warm and wet that I knew I wouldn't very long. I fucked her slowly, savouring the moment but after only a couple of minutes I could feel myself about to cum. I pulled out and asked her if she could go on top of me.She rolled over and made space for me to lay down and then. Now on my back I reached for the dildo and inserted the bullet, switching it on and feeling my pussy reacting already to its hum. I first touched her with my own lubed fingers, and basked in the memory of your touch. Your mouth wrapped around one nipple as your fingers gently explore and tease my clit and outer lips. I almost start to cum and slow myself down, knowing if I cum from my clit I’ll be done. It’s too intense. So I pull back and bring the dildo into play. With my clit on high alert I. She moaned. Using his thumb he began to rub her swollen clitoris. She shuddered as he touched her there. Feeling a tremor course through her body, he hesitated. Resuming his stimulation, she clamped his fingers tight inside of her, and she climaxed almost immediately.Pulling his fingers out of her throbbing pussy, he began to slide them up the crack of her thick ass, applying pressure as her passed her tiny puckered hole. She winced, wondering if this was his goal. He continued upward. Holly. It was a required need. I began to wear provocative tank tops that showed the curve of my heaving breasts, shorts that would entice him into looking directly at the forms of the fabric clinging to the pussy that so badly wanted his touch. I even showed him how flexible I could be during warm ups by stretching my legs apart and gripping my ankles. But yet he ignored me no matter how many times I “accidentally” brushed my leg against his or gripped my hand on those beautiful biceps when he said.