Out of control... shaking, shuddering, out of control...Who knows how long it took before his first spurts filled her. She knew she'd have bruises f...om his grip on her ass, but really, the way that he'd clung to her, he could have done that to her instantly. He pulsed inside her forever, enough to prove to the world she deserved it, and her body shivered along as she felt each twitch.Some timeless moments later, he pulled gently away from her, feeling every inch of her slip along his. They were really cool.“Mmmm, I love that. Pull and twist, it tingles and makes my pussy wet.” She cooed.I had to remove my hand to turn into the hotel parking lot. Jen pulled her top up and I parked the car. I took her hand and led the way to the elevators. Once inside the elevator, she pressed those luscious breasts against me and nibbled my neck with her teeth. At the same time her hand rubbed my hard cock covered by my golf trousers.“You’re a titty man aren’t you?” She asked.“I am.” I. Please... give me peace.***October 5Here the diary resumes in another handI, Jonathan Douglas, resume this diary, that the events concerning the passage of my beloved Leona may be recorded for posterity. Yesterday night she took this from beneath her pillow and pressed it into my hand, saying she could write no more and the contents might offer me some comfort. After she had gone to sleep, I did read, and found great comfort in her calm acceptance of the calamity which has befallen her.Today I. He split you open with his sudden insertion, pressing all the way to your cervix. Your eyes rolled back into your head as a breathless “Oh my GOD!” escaped your lips. 
One hand gently held you down against the table as the other softly stroked your hip, all the while fucking you with deep, hard strokes. 
Your entire mind was focused on the incredible pleasure the man’s prick was giving you. You came fast and strongly, griping the hardness inside you. He pushed one last time hard into the mouth.