And moaning. His rock-hard cock feels so good inside of my wet little pussy. I can’t stand it! I ride up and down, arching my back, squeezing him wi...h the walls of my pussy. I rub against the head with fervor. His balls are getting soaked. Droplets from my pussy are splattering his jeans-covered thighs. I lift up my skirt so he can get an eyeful of what it’s hiding. I drop it before anyone else can see and lower my body so I can lick and suck on his neck. His cock is twitching inside of me. His. “It’s thundering and I’m really frightened,” she replied. “I’m afraid of thunderstorms, especially at night. It’s so dark now the power is off. she added. I came over to her bed, sitting on the edge, saying, “Don’t be afraid, Aunty. I’m here now. Do you want me to light a candle, so you can see? YES she said .I carefully carrying a lit candle,shielding it so as not to let the breeze blow it out and carefully on the bedside table and now the room seemed warmer, lit by the glow from the candle.. Pulling me off allowed Brad to get to his feet and it took another employee to keep him from attacking me again even with the manager hanging onto my arm.The arrival of the police only made things worse and instead of the incident being written off as kids blowing off steam; Brad and I were both taken to jail so that our parents could bail us out. In the end it was the video of Burt and me sitting at the table, when Brad attacked me from behind, that got the District Attorney to decline to. I pushed faster and harder and moaned, “I’m cumming, honey.” Her fingers held my ass and pulled me tight as I spurted and spurted deep into her pussy. I got us both a cold drink from the small refrigerator, and we lay in bed stroking each other (I loved feeling my cum oozing out her cunt) and saying how wonderful it was. We kissed more and then she slid down and began kissing my cock making it hard again. Ahhhh. Soon she crouched above me and held my cock as she lowered herself onto it. I.