Both a little gun-shy, we tap-danced around each other for about a month before I brought it to her attention. “We have to stop. People yell at each...other in a real relationship. They get huffy, they pout, it doesn’t mean they don’t love their significant other, it just means they’re human. Stop worrying about how I react and say what you feel.”She started, then giggled, and after that I’d get an occasional earful over my shortcomings. I gave as good as I got, but it was never said in anger. The kiss lingered while his left hand kneaded my right tit, at the same time pushing my body backward towards my made-up bed.Fuck him though I intended, I didn't want his cum to stain the cover. Sexually active though she was, I couldn't bear the thought of my daughter giggling at the evidence of someone's pecker tracks as she helped me clean house. I twisted away from this erotic stranger and went around the bed to pull off the cover and pull down the blanket. Facing him across the bed, my. She went cross-eyed as she gazed at it. She marveled at its size and shape, it was hard and gnarled like a piece of wood, yet satiny soft and luscious and inviting to the lips. She gripped it and Craig groaned and jerked. The cock was hot and throbbing as she closed her eyes and stroked it across her face, across the hollow of her cheeks, under her chin and through her hair. Wherever it went it left a little trail of pre-cum. She looked up at Craig’s face as she slid it past her ruby lips and. His cock must have been rock-hard and on fire with cum oozing from his pee hole. Of course, he had to ruin it. After I had finished cumming and he stopped eating me, he told me my pussy was no longer tight enough for him and he needed my ass. Before I could respond, he rolled me over, pulling my ass up, fingering the tight ring around the hole, forcing his fingers deep inside me, then replacing his fingers with his stiff, throbbing cock. He shoved his cock in as he yelled and groaned in.