A part of me was happy that he couldn’t make it. Instead I picked up my dildo and started to suck on it while my other hand was playing with my puss.... Suddenly Ì heard Max barking. I knew it couldn’t be mom… I suddenly got a flashback from that day with Michael. I was so horny right now and I did miss that massive cock. “Hey Max.” I could hear that creepy voice of his coming from down stairs. “Michael?” I said. I grabbed a blanked and covered myself up just as he came up the stairs and into my. My arm ached with the effort but I continued to slam into her, desperate for her to cum hard, frantically needing to feel her climactic juices gush over my hand.“Oh GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD, God don’t stop! Don’t fucking stop pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeease!!!”She was close, her pussy was pulsating, her groaning guttural, carnal, animalistic and she was desperate to climax. Her head rolled back, hands gripping my shoulders, nails digging in. her juices were streaming over my fingers and dripping off my hand as. ”I was right, they ate in relative silence, while we chatted like lovebirds, I would lean over and whisper in her ear then we would laugh. It was hilarious watching those rednecks looking at us all pissed off mumbling snide remarks to each other trying to be a MAN, Bah, their wives had their balls I know. We finished up our coffee; I paid, kissed her on the cheek and put my arm around her as we walked out. We died laughing when we got in her car to go back to her office.“You are ONE Crazy white. As this was all sinking into my not quite yet cognitive mind, I felt his arm reach over me and his big hand across my midsection. I held his hand with mine and he tugged on me, pulling me against him. Though I was awakening, this was a maneuver that we had done in our subconscious thousands of times before, and I felt thankful at that moment I was conscious to enjoy it. His head tucked up behind mine, his cheek against my neck and his chin on my shoulder. I could feel his breath and his.
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