He was between her thighs, her legs clasped around his hips. His cock touched her clit, making her gasp. It drooped lower, where it belonged. She didn...t protest it being there. She kissed him wildly still, her hands running through his wet hair.He pushed it forward, and the tip pressed into her. She didn't notice; it felt nice, no pain at all. He thrust deeper. It didn't go in, because she screamed from the pain of her hymen stretching, pushing him away from her."What are you doing?" she. "I took the tape recorder out of my pocket and showed it to her."I knew what this meeting was going to be about after meeting with your husband so I thought it would be wise of me to cover my ass just in case I needed to prove to Natasha that I didn't do something that her loving parents set me up for or accused me of."I pushed the 'stop' button and stood up."What are you going to do with that tape?" That depends on you. If you and your husband try to break us up I will play it for Natasha and. Your lips are full and sensuous and slightly parted. I lightly run my index finger over their softness, for I cannot help myself. You take in a slightly deeper breath – but still you sleep. That simple act of running my finger over your lips has my breathing coming more rapidly. You excite me in ways I’ve never imagined, though I’ve barely touched you. Although you have yet to lay a hand on me. I take in your strong muscled arms that are thrown over your head. Your jet-black hair is mussed as. "Be patient."Knowing she would need a great deal of lubrication, I reached between our bodies to her sopping pussy and began transferring her juices to where they would do the most good. Slipping a finger past her tight sphincter, I pushed in again and again, each time working more of her slippery oils inside, all the while slowly stretching her anus."You feel so big in me now," she panted. "What's your cock going to feel like there?" Big," I answered, smiling. I thrust quickly in her pussy and.