Leaning over her back while continuing our slow fuck, i whispered in her ear “priya, you have the sweetest ass i’ve ever seen.” She just moaned ...��hhhhhhhhmmm” with excitement, her head thrown back and her eyes closed. I brought my left hand up and caressed her left breast, rolling her nipple between my fingers while we kept up this slow fucking but teasing pace. My other hand slid off her right hip as i reached around and found her clit. I could feel my shaft siding in and out of her as i rolled. They exchanged goodbyes and the night went on. It was midnight when Robert pulled into his driveway. He almost felt guilty as he figured Carla’s night didn't go so well. “Honey, I’m home,” he shouted as he entered the house. However, there was no reply. Robert searched the house twice before finally realizing that Carla was not home. He paced up and down nervously. Maybe she stopped by her mom's house, he thought. It was 12:30 am when a text came through to his phone. Message from Carla 12:30. He finally ended up on the website for Andy’s store under a section covering their maker’s marks since their family began making swords before the middle ages. My makers mark only had the note “DPJ - Senior Swordsmith” dated last month and this year noting when they registered my maker’s mark.“The detail was done in Japan as a gift to me by the master swordsmith of the forge where I apprenticed in for a few weeks,” I told him. “That sword in front of you I made with my own hands using the same. With no patience to feel completely full, she grabbed his hips with her thighs as her heels pushed into his ass. This maneuver forced him to the hilt. She gave a deep gasp as he growled deep in his throat. Her tight pussy squeezing his cock so exquisitely he could no longer think with clarity.Mouths seeking one another, his hand dug into her breast as the other found her waist. Grabbing tightly to her side, he pulled almost completely out before burying himself to the hilt. Such wet heat.