He felt the spray of her release on his face like a waterfall from a great height. It pelted his closed eyes, his nose and his lips with her female es...ence. It was the pervasive cloying scent that he loved so much to taste and inhale at just such times when his needs were overwhelming. They all rested in each other’s arms and he made acquaintance of their surprisingly pristine rear entries with his long middle fingers at exactly the same moment and watched the different expressions on their. We all called him Tony Soprano because he he had that dark smouldering look of a gangster.Tony was wearing a dark suit which probably was Italian made,and expensive.Thats the sort of guy he was. And a dirty bastasrd too.Just like me, I guess.Elaine wore a new top she only bought that day.It was a purple pink number that showed off her tits beautifully.It was figure hugging.And low.Maybe a bit too low.Elaine didnt mind,she loved showing them off.Loved men looking at them.She had got them. Tia sensing this tried to go deeper but just couldn't fit anymore in. Taking my cock out of her mouth she looked up at me "I wouldn't mind a little help here," she said. I placed my hand on the back of her head and firmly pushed her head down on my cock. I felt so much better with my hand on the back of her head. She was right back up to 5" now and I could tell I didn't have much time left. I pushed down harder on the back of her head. She pushed forward on my cock slipping the whole thing in. He always seems so jolly. His feelings for the girl must truly run deep." What do I wish to know? Hmmm ... Am I doing the proper thing in attempting to allow myself a relationship with this girl? I honestly do not know. Although, whether I am or not is a moot point as I am afraid it is far too late for both Meg and me..."His voice trailed off and he passed his hand over his eyes.Erik, however, froze."Raoul! What do you mean it is too late? You certainly did not take liberties with the young.