My tool touched her cervix and a hard downward thrust allowed the head of my tool to slipped pass her cervix and penetrated her womb. Her eyes popped ...ut of her sockets as she saw her vagina explored to new depths. Her hairs are totally disarranged and rolled on her face with sweat due to vigorous movement during sex encounter. She felt pain followed by intense pleasure. She was sitting on my long shaft and doing a female-superior. Her firm breasts were jiggling up and down. Oh man, it was a. She had been about to log onto her machine and take a look at an erotic story site with lots of period pieces that she often liked, but decided perhaps she shouldn’t be doing that tonight. Instead she found herself in bed, but her mind wandered back to a story she’d read once that had turned her on. It was quite vivid in its descriptions of 16th century France. She remembered the hero of the tale, with his smarmy grin and incorrigible eyes. Presently, she pictured herself as the heroine, with. Do you want to come in and I'll get you a drink?" Dave was always so nice to me, so I agreed. I sat down in the dark, dingy living room while he limped out to the kitchen. Dave hadn't aged well, it was obvious he had some trouble moving around, I thought as I watched him. I felt sorry for him, he was such a nice old man. He quickly scurried back in with 2 glasses in his hands. "Do you like wine love?" he asked. "Um...I...I dont know...I've never really... drunk alcohol before" I stuttered. "Oh!. .. almost...” She touched his hand. “Deeper?”He spotted a bottle of hand lotion within reach and squirted some on Valerie’s’ nipples. Then he began massaging the slick lotion into her skin.She lifted her face and let out a soft gasp. “That feels really good,” she said. “Don’t be too gentle — I need this, Carter. I need it.”With the lotion lubricating her skin he could fondle her breasts firmly and he could discern some of their internal structures. Valerie’s thighs began to twitch and her.