"Wait a second, it hurts a bit" I told him. "I'll wait until you tell me your ready" he said smiling down at me. After a few seconds I told...him it was ok to go on. He leaned back a bit and slowly started pushing again. I could feel him slipping deeper inside me. "How much do you have in I ask?" I ask. "About half, you ready for more?" he asked me "Yes but go slow so it doesn't hurt" I told him. He grabbed my hips and leaned down as I rose to meet his mouth and. Hanging-up she noticed her nipples were erect - she was already looking forward to his embrace, no, not embrace; his cock!Saturday morning Bill left the house with his two friends to catch the train. Hurriedly she went upstairs to make ready for 'him'. Drawers and cabinets were flung open, choices made and laid out ready to wear. Before she showered she trimmed her bikini line carefully and removed unnecessary pubic hair - wouldn't do to interfere with what she hoped he'd do down there! Soaping. At night she'd get real wet and wild, fucking Jolene after the sun went down seemed to be as much a contest, or a battle, as a coupling. At night she was demanding, insistent - she knew what she wanted (hell she knew what I wanted too) and she got it... more often then not.But damn, in the morning, pretty much any morning... man, for me that was the best. Sometimes she'd just throw a leg over me all casual-like, reach down between her legs take hold of old Howard (Ok, let me explain - I met. I pull back out again, and painfully slowly sink into her again. I’m begging him to go faster, and to move. So he pulls out again, and slams into me. He pulls out again, and thrusts in so hard. He draws back out slowly, and then tells me he’s ready to start really moving, and he means it. He pounds into me, and then over and over and over again, he’s slamming against me, grunting each time he gets deep inside me. I’ve picked up the pace, I’m really starting to move, and I am so close to.