The wet saliva covered half my cock, and I was forced to clutch his hair and say his name out loud. That somehow gave him more vigour and he bit me pl...yfully. I really liked it when he did that, although it was supposed to be an unpleasant experience.With a gross sucking sound, he released his throat of my cock, licking the shaft and kissing the head. As he pulled my cock away from his mouth, a bridge of precum joined them. It fell on his trousers, but we didn’t care. I bent down and kissed. I was slowly fucking her from behind and pretending to wash her breasts as I smoothed the lather over her mounds and played with her nipples.Monica walked in the shower and turned on another shower head. She smiled at us and said, “Where did you guys disappear to?”“We made love all night out by the beach.” I answered.“It was so cool Monica. We fucked from sunset to sunrise, and your dad creamed my pussy as the sun rose. He shot so much spunk in me, if he already had his vasectomy reversed, I’d. I was shocked and mildly embarrassed, but he obviously liked it, causing me to relax. He slid of my lacy thong, leaving me completely naked. He touched every part of my body with his long fingers, except for the spot I needed them most. He then laid me down on the bench, smiling up at me with a devilish grin. He spread my legs apart, and he started kissing around my most sensitive area. I couldnt take my eyes off the enormous bulge in his boxers. He was driving me crazy, and I continued to buck. She wore little makeup. Her nose was so perfect, so delicate, that he was sure it had been bobbed. Yet, as he inspected it through the glasses, he knew it wasn't. There was a purple bruise mark on her neck that was almost concealed by a silk scarf; the bruise interested him. Her attitude interested him. Generally, her face was preoccupied, serious, and, at times, little sad. She was very definitely alone. A glint and flash of light on the fingers of her left hand told him she was married.Her.