I told him that he tasted so good. We started kissing again and he guided me back so I was laying on the bed sideways with my feet hanging off the sid... and he turned his body so he was over me and put one hand on my cunt and we started kissing. I felt his finger slide deep into me and he started sliding it in and out of me. I was getting hot and was wiggling my cunt against his hand and took his hard cock in my hand and started to rub his cock and then his balls. I could feel his balls. I wanted him to finger me so badly. Just push one in….please!, I silently demanded.He now leaned forward, and I felt his stomach on my hips as he leaned on me. His face was near my ear and his hot breath was on my neck. I felt him press against my hips and realized his erection was throbbing against me. My pussy was drenched with juice and on fire with desire. I reached back with one hand and found his hard dick. I squeezed it, then guided it in to my hot, wet cunt. I could not believe I. Two hands running over her tummy, her ribcage, her boobs. Both his hand filled up with squishy flesh. He pulled on her nipple to make it stiff and then he took the nipple in her mouth. Camilla’s head was tingling, her ears were ringing. It was as if she was locked in her own unconscious body, not aware enough to figure out what was going on, but also not asleep enough to loose all sense of self-awareness. She felt an itch on her boob and dazed the swatted her hand in that direction. Her arm. Your body is awake. Wide awake. Your body is speaking to me of desire, and passion, and heat. My fingers slip beneath the fabric stroking through the crisp hair which surrounds the cleft which is you. Your centre. And I find the softness of the lips which fold over the opening to your soul. You gasp. Your body shudders. Not a word escapes your lips. And your ass presses harder still against my cock. A Chinese word. I don’t understand. Could you be saying, “Oh God”? Could it be “Stop”? I.