As you bite your bottom lip, you spread yourself. As I slide my tongue down and across your anus it shoots a tingle up your spine. I feel your body tr...mble. I ask, "Do you like it Baby?" You moan, "YES DADDY!" I then make my way up your spine as if I was the quiver. I rise toward your neck, as my penis rises more also. You feel the thick head on my cock slide between your wet lips as you slowly grind your body against me, wanting me to enter you. I won’t let it happen just yet. So I turn you. Most girls would have thrown their drink over him and left, but SkyeBlue wasn't most girls. She laughed affectedly at his awful joke,touching her bosom lightly with her limp hand, and complimented Sir onhis wit."My name's Richard, but you can call me Mr Hanson. And this" he motionedtowards the rotund gentleman sitting to Skye's left, "is Mr Tarasov, thechairman of Imperial Airlines. He flew in from Moscow this morning so hemust be feeling pretty low on energy. Why don't you strut over there. Diane started to raise and lower herself on my cock slowly. “Oh God, Tom, this is so much better than I imagined it would be," she said as she started moving more steadily up and down.“OH YES! OH TOM!!!! THAT’S IT, BABY. YES, HONEY!!!! OOOOOHHHHH YEEEEEESSSSSSSS!!!!!” Brenda screamed out as I felt her juices run out of her pussy and over my face. Her legs clamped against my ears as I felt her juices run down my chin and over my neck. She shuddered a few times and then fell off to one side of. Hate ... fucking ... time travel. The holy grail of science fiction stories and the reality is that it hurts, it feels like some asshole is sanding your skin off and shining a searchlight at your eyes. And when things go wrong, as they inevitably do, they go spectacularly fucking wrong.Our instructions were simple on paper. Take a quick trip back to the Cretaceous-period, because the academics need more information about Velociraptors. The last team they sent back had landed on the flank of an.