He is standing above me, drinking in all the milky whiteness that is my pale body. There is no expression on his face, and he does not move to touch m.... Instead, I follow his eyes with mine own and see that he does not linger in the expected places. Rather, he shapes my curves with wonder and fascination, as if he has never really seen this subtle curvature, or plumpness, before. My ghostly pigmented cheeks are tainted cherry, momentarily. Throwing a pillow at his face, I curse myself for not. Soon Martha's hand in Ronnie's began to clinch into a trembling fist. Ronnie gave Martha's hand another little kiss and whispered, "Now I know what it feels like." And Martha said, her voice taut and tense, "I'm close... Ronnie, I'm so close! He's keeping me right on the edge. Oh, so close!" and Ronnie glanced down at me, perplexed, and asked, "God, Steven, how do you do that?" and Martha whispered, "He just knows, he knows I love it!" Ronnie grinned at me and said, "Do me that way next time,. Everyone else called me John. ‘Do what, Mary? Eat the food? Is it that bad?’ I laughed. ‘Don’t go back with Sara. Don’t make the same mistake twice. You’re too nice a guy to be taken twice.’ ‘I don’t understand, Mary. Who said anything about Sara? Besides, she’s married.’ ‘I can read it in your face, Johnny. I can tell you’re thinking of going to her. I’m just saying, don’t do it. I hate to tell you but Sara uses her men. She always has and probably always will. I just hate to see you get. "Just a little longer I'm gonna cum again" she said barly able.to catch her breath. He reached up to rub her clit as he humped upward into her pussy when she suddenly came hard, the feeling of her pussy clenching and unclenching sent him over the edge as blew his load inside of her spasming pussy. James pulled out of her a content smile on his face but his cock still hard as a rock for some reason. As Kaylynn rolled over to lay on her stomach she looked back to see his perdiciment and then.