I want to make love to you. Making love transcends pure sex, when the pleasure of giving is much greater and important than the pleasure of receiving....I know all I want is to hear you groan, to feel you writhe in prolonged and repeated ecstasy. Nothing else is important – I want to make your body sing, I want to make love to your mind. My pleasure is in experiencing yours. I take mental pictures of every moment so that I can relive and enjoy them again. All my senses record the experience. Even. I groan, lost in the feel of your mouth. You take just the head in your mouth, your lips keeping a tight seal around it, and your tongue swirls lazily… My balls are drawn up tight as you take me into your mouth, moving up and down the shaft, deeper with each slow suck. You use your teeth, raking the shaft lightly and the hair at the back of my neck erects at the feeling of danger. You stop to bite down gently with every inch of my cock until your lips are kissing my balls and the head of my. "Tell me," she commanded firmly. Looking her in the eyes, I slowly slid my hand down her sweat slicked back and around the curve of her buttocks. Then I gently dipped my finger into the crack of her ass and rested it on the edge of her anus. She jumped slightly, but didn't object."I think about fucking you here," I said.Mickey looked at me levelly, her expression unreadable, while I waited for her to flip out. Then, smiling, she started moving again, rubbing her bush back and forth over the. Mommy and daddy both love you. But daddy loves your mommy too. Rest now; they have love things to do." It's a good sort of chant, but it hasn't worked yet." Maybe I'll have better luck with her mother." Oh, yes, Bob ... Yes, Bob ... Yes! ... Oh. Oh? Oh? Oh! Aaaaaaah!"I do love you, gal." And I love you. Your turn." You're sure?" I'm sure. I keep telling you that it wasn't putting your seed in this end which made me upchuck for nine months straight. Besides, I feel it's kind of my fault; I.