I want to shove my cock intoyour ass and come all over your tits. I want everything you've got!" She's dripping wet now and there's no hiding the fact... wet with my salivaand her own lubrications, and she's moaning and whimpering at the spectacleI'm making of myself between her legs. My lust crashes against her like wavesagainst some rocky shore and with each crash I seem to drive her back, driveher deeper into her own desires, where she doesn't want to go. I know it'slewd what I'm doing to her,. His gasp gave me the perfect opportunity to slip my tongue into his mouth. As I flicked my tongue against his, I felt him relax and return the kiss. His hand slipped behind my back, pressing me firmly against his chest. My hands made their way into his hair, loving the feel of it against my skin. When we broke apart to catch our breath, I sat back a bit and smiled. “I’m Tiffany by the way.” He looked at me, eyes glazed with passion, “I’m Cole.” With pleasantries out of the way, I moved in for. ? Interviewer; ?Can you give an example?? Carol; ?Well, as I'm sure you must have guessed, Paul may not beable to get sexual pleasure himself, but he can certainly provide it. I donot allow him to touch my body with his hands, but he has a very effectivetongue if you follow what I mean. The other evening, we had sat watching television together and I had spentquite a bit of time touching and fondling him during the film we were watching.I play with him most evenings, just touching and. Her left leg appeared to be pressed tightly against his right leg while her right leg was spread wide to the right. At least that’s the way it appeared under that blanket. As the minutes ticked by her breathing was getting deeper and her gasps of breath were cumming quicker. Then her right leg suddenly jerked to the left as if the trap she had set had just been sprung, catching that invisible hand under that dark blue blanket. Her head jerked forward against her arm as she repeatedly exhaled.