I sucked her nipple and squeezed her flesh. Fresh drops of milk flowed in my mouth and I took it all. Her palms were moving over my head gently, brush...ng my hair.I enjoyed those feels, the sucking of her breasts, her gentle caresses. My hands were busy stimulating her breasts, gently mashing her breasts, licking and pulling her nipple with my tongue and lips. Her response to that was a deep moan and a tight grasp on my hair.Slowly my right palm moved to her left breast which was free, kneading. Put that thought out of my mind, it's too late to back down. Make a plan, and follow it through.As I gave myself a little pep talk. I began thinking about our date. A nice dinner somewhere. Somewhere romantic, but dark, with booths. Italian, I decided. Fabiani's. Nice but not too fancy. A quick phone call reserved a booth. As I ironed a shirt, I tried to figure out what to do after dinner. A nice walk along the waterfront would do. It's been warm enough in the evenings that I could get away. .. Almost choking her – but not quite… Not enough to stop her from sucking it as he begins to fuck her mouth.He fucks her head erratically, unable to get a decent rhythm going, but not wanting to stop because this feels so special to him… The head of his cock running along her tongue and into the back of her throat. A couple of thrusts into the back of her throat, then a pause, another thrust, a pause…Lois looking to the side, up into the camera… Straining to hold her position because the. Uske dimag me bhi mere liye kuch tha, vo fone pe baat krte karte, apne paon ke tale ko mere paon pe masal rhi thi, aur mere sharir ke andar to mano jaise bijli duad rhi thi, mene kai baar uske paer ko roka par vo nhi ruki.Thodi der baad usne fone rakh diya aur mujhe kaha me tumhe hug karna chahti hun, ye sunte hi mera lund aandar hi anadar hi khushi ke mare phool rha tha. Mene uska hath apne hathon me liya or use apni or khecha, aur usne kaske mujhe apni bahon me bhar liya. Meri to khushi ka.