She finally shuddered, gasping and orgasming in my mouth. What a delicious pussy she had.The foreplay had warmed her up. She was now ready to take con...rol. She climbed onto me, and I slid out of my boxers. My dick was shining with precum. I asked her to help me with the condom; it was rather shallow of me. Well, but this sweet woman was too horny to judge my shallowness, and she helped me anyway.Now, she mounted me and held my dick. She guided me to her opening. Slowly, inch by inch, I entered. She then wrapped her raised leg around me as she stayed up with my support and one leg as I kept fucking her.Am I better than your girlfriend?Of course, you are, appi.I move my hands from her hips to her breasts as I squeezed my fingers on them, digging into them deep and playing with them forcefully.She started fucking me back harder as I said I couldn't take it anymore and she kissed me and said to cum inside her and as soon as she said that I lost control of my pace and rhythm and started. "She looked up at his almost ugly face and his shaved head and suddenly realized how sexually attractive he was. "Fuck me," she said. "Hurry, put that big joystick of yours in my cunthole and fuck me!"Deftly his hands worked until his pants were down around his knees. Then she felt his prick between her thighs. The huge head was bouncing from leg to leg, moving steadily upward to her seething, cock-hungry pussy."I want it," Candy groaned. "Oh shit, how I want it."And her next thought was, Can I. " Look, it fits into the story. The kid wakes up from a night of bad dreams and turns back on to reality." Grant Hart was sitting crosslegged on top of the secretary's desk, chipping away at its peeling varnish. A floor lamp was sitting next to him, dust motes floating around in its beam. "Your bad dreams, for the most part." It's still gonna be seen as a preachy piece of shit, like the stuff we used to put out. You wanna play in front of mohawked D-students the rest of your life? Why are you.