Tiltling my head up I kneel and run my hands along the thighs of your jeans, Running my hand over your cock and back to your mid thigh. I smile and yo... lean over and kiss me. The taste of you makeing me moan as I instantly get wet under your touch. "Yes" you say , as though to read my thoughts I smile and pull out your cock takeing it ,already simi hard, into my mouth and sucking on you vigorously. I moan around your cock as I feel the viberator go up again and I wiggle a little, fidgeting at. She was horny. She would fuck missionary. On all fours. She would ride it or reverse. Always moaning and squealing when I fucked her hard. She would always cum at least twice while I pumped my load in her.This is where my mind messed me up. I started seeing her with those guys. What really flipped me out was thinking of her do to those guys what she does to me. It was a turn on and made me want to see her with another man. I guess because she had been with two at least. I became obsessed with. His face lit up when he saw me and, without stopping he said, “Hey man, thanks so much!” and high-fived me. By then I was at my door and Moira, my bride of two years, was in the kitchen fixing dinner in her robe, unusual dress for this early.She rushed to greet me as usual with a big kiss. I smelled sex. Without letting her go I asked, “I just saw Biff in the hall and he thanked me. For what?”My sweetie smiled and replied, “Well, I was just nice to him.”I was puzzled, “Nice?”“You know, have. .. His eyes opened wide and when his vision cleared he saw the bear, it's large paws holding down the hunters’ stomach and legs, while a long, wet tongue rolled and flicked over his surprisingly erect cock. He was stunned into silence, both by the situation and how good it felt.The hunter stifled his moans, he wondered if maybe the bear was toying with what it assumed to be a very dead hunter, he was afraid of moaning too loudly in case he inadvertently caused the bear to finish him off, and.