He had a king-size bed, with a rich dark wooded headboard and foot posts. The room was dimly lit with blue light, and the black satin comforter on th... bed shimmered as I walked by it. He also had blood-red satin sheets and pillow cases. I couldn’t help myself and trailed a long fingernail along the bedding, so soft and slippery under my touch. I was startled when Ron made his presence known.He was stepping out of the walk-in closet, wearing a long red satin robe, the sash tied around his. I couldn't wait any longer either, I peeked inside the top of his boxers before throwing them to the floor with one swift motion. I actually had to try not to smile as I saw how blessed he was in length and width. He could tell because a second later he whispered, "I've waited for this longer than you could imagine." Then he grabbed the side of my thong and almost tore it off. He grabbed my hips and guided me to the side of the bed. I was on top of him, 2 inches away wondering if i should. My face tear-streaked but horny. My hair a mess, my legs spread wide. His eyes stop at my pussy as he watches me getting fucked by the damn machine for quite a while. Inspite of all the pounding. It gets me wet looking at him staring directly into my pussy getting fucked by something else. He comes closer and sits down near my feet. Then he props himself down resting himself on his elbows as he leans forward for a better view. I moan as i feel his breath from the sideways while getting pounded.. She hasn't intended this to happen and was embarrassed, but he helped steady herself by moving his arms from hers to her hips. In doing so, he accidentally brushed the tips of his fingers across the side of her breasts. Feeling more awkward, he held her hips steadily as she shot again. She shot the target precisely in the middle. She turned her head in excitement to see his reaction. He realized that in this position, he could smell her perfume as she turned towards. Having come back to what.