I had fantasised about those sweet lips since I first saw you. Kissing told me you had a petite mouth. Without hesitation, you knelt and on your knees...lent in and licked my shaft taking a confident grip. A few strokes and you took me inside. Oh mercy, it was as warm, wet and tight as I hoped. You were sucking me with such passion. I smiled and stroked your hair in appreciation as it was my turn to glaze over. The constant pressure over the whole of my shaft was like nothing I have ever felt. She couldn’t help but begin to make little moaning sounds now. “Mm, Oh! Ooh . . . Mmnnah, yes, yeah! That’s the way, baby! Oh, Yes! Fuck me! Fuck Mommy,” she encouraged him as her passion ballooned and his pace increased. “Yes! Make mommy cum, I’m going to cum for you honey!! Come on, baby, cum in mommy! He began to slam his huge cock in her, pounding so that flesh slapped together in that ancient rhythm of nearing climax, a beat which grew faster by the minute. He grunted, “Yus, ahh . .. She looked straight into my eyes as she unhooked her belt. The wrap opened slowly, the breeze pushed it open, almost as if the wind were undressing her. Her breasts were white in the sunlight, her nipples as red as her lips. Her waist: well, it was so small I felt I could wrap my hands around it, and have my fingers touch. And then, as the wrap fell, her hips were exposed, her thighs, the triangle of hair. But she didn’t let her belt fall. She hooked it back around her waist. Then it was done:. The image of me hitting the tank was informative. It clearly showed the tank shaking under the force of each blow and jumping back on its springs after the last one. That explained my impression that I had knocked it backwards. It was still very impressive to see me whacking away at the thing and making it stop in its tracks.I didn't want to watch the man come out of the driver's hatch and fall to the ground again, but I couldn't help it. The body language of the small figure on the screen was.