After a few seconds he slides his dick into her ands starts to pump her slowly at first then faster and harder. She’s moaning and I’m getting turn...d on. She reaches out her hand to me, very dainty with red painted nails and rings on almost all her fingers. She squeezes my hand so I figure she telling me it’sokay to do something to her. So I move down on the bed to watch him slide in and out of her and then I put my hand between them so each time he pumps in her they can feel my hand rubbing his. Jason shrugged and nodded. He didn’t expect much from his little speech, but he figured it was worth a try. Perhaps when she was past the initial emotional rage and denial she’ll be able to see the logic of his words. Ultimately the important thing was that she was under control. Docile. With this issue resolved for now, he could move onto putting into motion his plans for an early retirement.With a gleam in his eye and a little spring in his step, he left the broken girl on the floor and went. ” Her plump lips went on exploring my face, lighting little fires wherever she kissed me, her hips in rough motion the whole time, her pubic bone doing wondrous things for my cock. She stopped dry-fucking me just long enough to again adjust her position with a fluid speed and precision that allowed me no chance to escape even if I’d wanted to. She let my wrist go just long enough to wrap an arm tight around my head to pin my arm to my ear. Satisfied with my immobility she lowered her boobs onto. .and we didn’t care! All that mattered to either of us was, this was the most wonderful moment of either of our lives. And this wonderful man and I had just shared this magical moment. Yes, this was heaven! “I wish you’d been my first lover!” I told him softly, resting my head on his chest as he stroked my hair. He looked at me quizzically. “My first sex wasn’t sex,” I began, “and it for sure wasn’t love. This relative,” He put a finger to my mouth. “Shhhhh!” he soothed. “I understand. And.