." I started. I had the feeling I wouldn't last long anyway, but with her calculated moves she appeared to be shortening out quick fuck to only a few ...inutes."I know, and I want you to cum inside me again and again. Fill me. Carrying your juice reminds me how much I love you. Maybe I can carry it all the way to Europe and around with me all the months I'm making a movie." You carrying my juice reminds me how much you love me. My sharing it with you is my gift of love to you." I didn't try to. She sat on a sofa and patted the cushion next to her. Sitting next to her I looked into her green eyes. “Every time you were here I wanted to kiss you.” She simply said before she leaned forward and kissed me passionately. “Each time you were here I wanted you to do all sorts of things to me, and me to do all sorts to you.” She ran her fingers down my chest and gave my thigh a little squeeze. “Did you want me too?” She asked, drawing circles on my leg. “Yeah.” I said, not quite. He lifted her from the arms of the chair and rubbed her dripping pussy all over the head of his throbbing cock. He lowered her down until the head of his penis was at her wet entrance. Ever so slowly he moved her down until his full length was buried in her.”Your pussy’s still throbbing. It’s clutching my cock. It feels like hot silk. Just like those stockings you’re still wearing. Ride me, girl! I want you to come again while I’m fucking you.”He bucked his hips up and thrust into her again and. Flustered, flushed and moist to the point of sweating; she licked those full lips of his and she could swear...he got harder. He got his hands right where he wanted them all night; on the luscious rounded peaks of her ass...he squeezed and pulled their lower halves together. He growled down at her as their faces came into close proximity. She couldn't help it as the tip of her tongue darted out with a warning glide. He pushed her against the railing, she had to curl back again -- he enjoyed it..