He bucked wildly one last time and yelled loudly as he came inside her. He wrapped his arms around her body, his hips still convulsing slightly and hi... head was nestled against her breasts. They held each other tightly as their breathing returned to normal. Barbara brought her cuffed hands from around his neck, grasped his face and crushed her lips to his in a searing kiss. Oh, how I love you, Jon! Please, God… don’t let anything happen to him! I couldn’t bear to lose another husband! I didn’t. Mary giggled as she put her high heeled encased foot on the cage, pressed against it, so the pet could lick it...her tongue, so wet, and shiny with lust, as she licked...and then lapped at the bottom of the shoe, no idea where it had been, what she had stepped in, her only thought was to please her Master, to obey. God, she was dripping, as Mary replaced one foot with the other to have her clean that shoe as well. Master chuckled, but then moved behind Mary---dammit she was so sexy, in that. "In you get," Alex said, opening the door for Samantha. He climbed in next to her and gave the driver the address before he sat back beside her. "Hold on, there is nothing like driving in Paris at rush hour," he said as the taxi took off at high speed making a u-turn back the way they came and racing towards the Arc de Triomphe and the large knot of cars that were going around it. Forty-five minutes later the taxi pulled into a large circular driveway fronting a large house on the outskirts of. Kissing her and exploring as I found her doing the same. I found her clit hard and her pubic hair damp and felt her hot breath turn to a gasp on my neck as I rubbed her she started panting. We somehow found a clearing and managed to spread a blanket while continually fondling each other in what seemed to be a race to lose the rest of our clothing. Removing the rest of our clothing we lay down, and explored with our hands and mouths and I started at her breasts and kissed and licked downward and.