I just expected for her to give me a little 'taste' of a blow job but she just kept going, looking up at me, sucking on and on, only stopping to lick ...round and around the head, only to suck some more.It just kept feeling better and better until I knew there was no way I could help but shoot in her mouth. Not being sure if she might want that or not, I decided to let her know so she could stop if she wanted."I ... I'm gonna shoot, um, it's really close," I groaned but she just seemed to suck me. He had her spread open about as far as he could, her cunt halved, divided by that fat, throbbing cock! She could feel his hips grating against hers, could feel the base of his cockshaft push forward now until it was tight against her flattened cunt-lips.Marcie loved it, loved the sensation of the heavy, hard male above her. She had had no idea fucking could be like this. The weight of all those sweaty muscles above her, the feel of his hands pressing hard against her shoulders, the touch of his. I pushed one then two fingers into her wet pussy. She moaned and her pussy milked on my fingers. I pumped her gently and she humped her hips in response."This morning, I came in to leave you a note about your lunch," she continued. "Your sheet was tented in the center. I flipped it off and looked out of curiosity. There was your morning erection in its full glory. I bent over and kissed the lovely head of your cock. It twitched. I couldn't resist the urge to lick it a little. Then I was nursing. It's almost like we both knew the other existed long before we were destined to meet. We were just waiting to find each other." You lifted my hand to your face, rubbing the back of it across your cheek before kissing it. Then you moved my hand across each breast, brushing at your hard nipples, and ultimately slid it between your legs as you spread them wide. "Feel how hot and wet you make me? You set my pussy on fire! I dreamed of us all night and was so happy to wake up and find that it wasn't.