He then paused the game and turned to me. "ohh really?" he said sarcastically. "I'm serious" i said climbing on top of him. i faced him and i kissed h...s neck. Lloyd gently pulled my waist away from him; making my lips depart from his neck. "what the hell are you doing Erica?" he rudely asked. "making you feel like the king you are". i said referring to what he said to me months before. he looked into my eyes. "you fucking bitch.." he said with a straight face, trying not to grin.. he picked me. “SO…fucking…good…!” He slams home one last forceful thrust and then suddenly lets out a deep, guttural groan as his balls detonate with seismic force. Buried full length in Donna’s babymaker, his tool starts to spurt. “Oh shit!” he gasps, throwing his head back as the first spurt is followed by a second, and then a third. It takes Donna a moment to realize what’s happening. “Oh my god! Pull out! Pull out!” the blonde exclaims, frantically, her eyes opening wide in shock. The stud doesn’t draw. My tongue flicks the rim softly but insistently as weboth moan in passion and lust.My tongue now has a mind of its own and begins to probe your tightness,forcing entrance. My clit is throbbing and pouring fluid. My body feelslike its on fire with love and lust as you moan unceasingly, your bodyjerking and trembling uncontrollably. Your little hands reach down andgrasp the back of my head, forcing it further into you and I go with it,licking and sucking now with total abandonment to my lust.. " You haven't. You've been very sensible. You had more to take into consideration than I did." No, Hank darling, when I realised I loved you there was no reasoning, no consideration just a blinding glimpse of the obvious."He released his hold on her and took her face in his hands. He kissed her."I love you, Fiona. Will you marry me?"Her eyes filled. Her lips trembled. She could only nod vehemently. She fell forward and buried her face in his pillow as sobs wracked her. He held her tightly.One.