Then, as she came down from the high and tried to catch her breath, he sat back and rubbed his cock again her pussy. She barely felt it because of all...the emotions from the orgasms. But she definitely felt it when he slid inside her.She was very wet, so he slid in easily. He got about five inches inside before her tightness made him stop. "Oh my god, this pussy feels so good", Jack moaned as he started thrusting back and forth, going deeper with each thrust.Emily moaned loudly from both pain. “Oh yeah, I’d love to. I can’t wait to watch your sexy ass,” Rocco moaned. “Come on, baby, don’t tease me. I need to be inside you.”Jolene moaned softly, “Moving around and now that you see my ass, watch me slide down on your cock.” She pushed ‘Rocco’ into her slowly. “Ooooh, I love feeling you spreading my walls, honey. You see your cock slowly getting swallowed up by my pussy, don’t you? Mmmmm, I’ve missed it so much my pussy is gonna hug you so tight.”Rocco gripped his shaft tighter,. He wore a lavender robe, the sash knotted around his waist, as was the old man's custom in the evening. Mozart was nearing seventy now, three years after Eva had first met him, but he looked the same to her eyes. She sometimes thought he'd always been exactly so; never young, but born old and endless as if he were a constant part of the world. Mozart frightened her that way and she forced herself to smile.She was dressed as she'd been for dinner, wearing a simple white blouse with a black skirt. Edward stretched his body, which was aching from the cramped conditions a floor below. The woman sat at the desk, and brought out some sheets of paper. She tapped them together on the desk, and produced a pen from a drawer. “What is your name, sir?” she asked, with a slight accent coming through. Where it was from, Edward wasn’t sure, but it gave her the voice of a wealthy woman. Whoever this lass is, she’s obviously important. She speaks English in the middle of Turkey!. Coughing, Edward.