She only knew that, wherever he learned it, she was glad he did.Bob’s cock moved in and out of her pussy at a slow pace for a few minutes and then, ...ithout warning, he sped his timing up. It was as if he knew, instinctively, when he needed to speed things up or slow them down. This man was the perfect lover. Michelle looked over her shoulder and watched this man; this man that had chosen her, make love to her. and she felt as if she was in heaven.Michelle lay her chest and head on the bed and. I try so hard to control myself, but I lust, people, just as you do. I felt his body responding to our embrace, which had moved just a bit past 'tender'. I marveled and thanked God silently that this man responded physically ...(kiss)...to....(kiss)...me...(kiss, again.)I felt his hands inching my skirt up. He didn't have far to go, as I have my clothes tailored in a way unique to me. For shorter hemlines, I find the length of skirt or dress that exactly fits the current fashion and then have. As she took me into oblivion, I shot rope after rope of baby-makers all over the shirt. After the first rope, she stopped. "For Christ's sake", I told her, "Don't stop NOW!" So she kept right on going.After I was done shooting, she said, "WAY COOL!" She looked at her hand, and realized she had some cum on it. "What do I do with this?" she asked. "Well", I said, "You can wipe it on my shirt, or you can lick it off", I said. "EWWW, GROSS!" she said. "Gross?" I asked. "Haven't you heard about. My wrists, caught as they were in the handcuffs, were becoming sore from all my moving about, and I desperately wished for some kind of relief.Then suddenly her pout disappeared, and she laughed. She leaned forward, and put her hands around my head. Then her lips came down to meet mine, and she gave me a heavenly kiss. A kiss which must have lasted more than a minute. I was eager and hungry, but she was in charge, and it turned out tender and lingering instead."Thanks for those wonderful.