.this is where I will be laid to rest when I die.." Passion burned bright in his eyes as he spoke to her. "When the time comes, do not come here and t...ink of sorrow..think of this.."And he shoved his cock in her so hard she cried out. He fucked her hard, so brutally she felt her thighs bruise as he thrust into her body. She held onto him as the bliss of the moment mingled with the smell of cut grass and fading flowers and the sweet smell of death, as he came hot and hard inside her she buried. You stare at me with your hands on your hips, catching your breath. “Why did you sneak up on me?” I say, “I thought it would be fun and I couldn’t pass up an opportunity like that.” "An opportunity for what? To scare me or see my boobs?" I respond confidently, “Both!” You giggle and lightly punch me. I playfully push you and you push me harder. Before I know it, we are locked in mock wrestling, I use my strength to guide us to the bed and you crash onto your back. I climb on top, but you. It was so hot. Here was my girlfriend just pounding me with her dildo, while I rubbed my clit faster and faster. It felt so wrong but not normal wrong. It felt naughty wrong. Wrong and right. The thought of it alone was intensifying the pleasure. My head fell back and I closed my eyes, vigorously flicking my fingers over my clit with different pressures. All the while, a dildo sliding in and out of me. “You like being fucked by this cock?” she asked me, with passion in her voice.Out of. I let out a moan and he moved his hand from my back to my ass, giving it a gentle squeeze. I moaned again, a little. He moved his hand down into the waist band of my leggings and gave me a real squeeze and grabbed my hand with his other hand, placing it on his rock hard cock which was bulging against his jeans. It felt so fat and magnificently big. I pulled his cock out and started rubbing my fingers over it. Grasping it in my hands, it was so hard I couldn't help but wank him as we were.