..your warm thighs around me...the soft mounds of your breasts pressed into my chest as your arms pull me to you.I pull out slowly, until only the hea... of my cock remains inside your sopping wet pussy. I can feel your body straining for mine...your fingers grip into me, and I push quickly forward once more, burying my full length into you. You gasp. I can see the passion in your eyes...the need burning as brightly in you as it does in me.I can feel your inner muscles working, gripping me...and. "I won't miss, I'll be a good slut for miss," he breathed excitedly. She was so wet and tight around his cock that he knew holding back would not be easy, but he would have to do it at all cost. She started moving on top of him, grinding her hips and moaning with pleasure as his cock filled her. He watched her moving on top of him, her breasts swaying, her face showing her pleasure; she was so beautiful and sexy and he could not believe that this was actually happening, especially after the way. “Harder, harder, harder.” The sweat dripped from the cleft between her tits. He had a tit in each hand as he fucked her from behind, squeezing them and pulling on the nipples. He had been fucking her for over twenty minutes without cumming, and they were drenched in sweat.“Don’t you ever cum?” she thought. “Maybe it’s that adrenaline thing again.” Her pussy was raw, but he showed no indication of slowing. She was determined to make this asshole cum, now that he’d worked her so long. She rolled. The subtle kick of her crossed leg under the table. The fluid motion of her hand lifting the fork. The dainty way she put every perfectly cut bite of pancake between her lips.She had me mesmerized.Even as I was eating, I found it hard to keep my eyes from wandering back to her. Though her skirt reached below the knee, I could still tell she had incredible legs. Her nails were perfectly manicured and painted a red that was slightly darker than her lipstick. She wore a silver ring on her right.