. inch by inch. I can almost feel the outline of his cock sliding through my fuck tunnel. I'm on my knees and he is riding me now like dog fucking his...bitch. I feel dirty and it makes my cock hard as a rock. I feel a drop of pre-cum forming on the tip of my hard cock. As if he can feel it too, he reaches and strokes my cock, smearing the pre-cum on the head, then rubbing my balls gently. I'm in heaven now. His cock is almost fully buried in me. I can feel his head almost rubbing against the end. ” I sucked her tits and when I began kissing on her neck, she really started humping me. She pulled my head so close to her body I thought I was going to suffocate. With her other hand, she pushed on my ass to get me as deep as possible.She raised her legs and was humping me as much as I was her. It felt good and I just kept going and going for what seemed to be forever. But then I felt that familiar surge and here it came again. “fuck me! Faster! Harder! Deeper!” and then I let it go, once. In a sudden panic Clare, still trying to negotiate in Germany, looked at me. “What are you doing?” She mouthed, her eyes wide with a hint of anger on her face. I pointed at her feet and legs and made kneading gestures with my fingers, indicating where I was planning on massaging next. Her facial expression softened as she realised my intentions and the furrow in her brow was quickly replaced by a look of gratefulness. “Would you excuse me for a moment?” She said into the phone in English, for. Only difference is, her boobs arent as big. But my suspicions were confirmed when I noticed that the wine bottle I bought for Beth and I for our anniversary, was half empty. So I scared the living shit out of her by saying, WH, WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS HORSESHIT!!? FUCK!! Kayleen exclaimed. Youre two are home early, I wasnt expecting both of you till later tonight. Then I continued to chew her ass out, I dont know which is worse, you playing with you twat or guzzling down a half a bottle of our.