I want you to give it to me, your cock, all of it. I want you to fuck me so hard. I want you to push my arms back and grab my hands, and hold th...m down over my head. I want to hear you breathing hard and grunting as you pump your cock in and out of my tight pussy. I want you to pull my legs up and place my ankles on your shoulders and give it to me fast and hard. I want you to fuck me like I’ve never been fucked before, or at least like you fucked me last week. I want you to. She stepped out of them in the same calm, dignfiied way. I saw rather pale but nice thighs and a hell of a good show of arse-flesh, better even than I could have anticipated from its denim-packaged state. Then I saw our focal point for the job head — my guess had been correct: hairy. I had to consciously make myself breathe slow and easy. I had to remind myself not to enjoy it too much, at least not to show it. It was a service only, an agreement, albeit an unusual and risque one, between two. For his 6 foot 2 200 lbs of solid muscle she was nothing more than a rag doll. he lifted her up and threw her on the bed. She tried to scramble off the other side but he put his knee in her back. "Get off me!" She screamed.David's hand came down hard on her ass. "Shut the fuck up!" he grabbed her hair and pulled her face up. his knee still in her back, "Don’t fucking move or you will wish you never got involved with my family." he growled in her face.Carolyn's weld up with tears a fear coursed. Well we’d been doing that for the last few months and, to say the truth, I’ve got into a very friendly relationship with my friend’s mom, and all the way home we would usually talk and chat various topics like we were close and best friends. She would ask us about girls, about our plans on future, about our dreams and ideas, and things were cool. Her name was Barbara and I always thought she was an attractive older female, they call it a MILF, and she was about 35 or so, still pretty hot. It.