I stepped closer to him and he reached out and lightly stroked my thighs, never taking his eyes off my hard cock. I put my hand on the back of his hea... and moved his face to my dick. I watched him close his eyes and exhale sharply, he must of wanted this so bad. With his eyes closed, he rubbed his face on my hard on and moaned softly, then allowed himself to rub his lips across my shaft before pressing it to my stomach with his hand and kissing my hanging balls. I continued to hold the back of. As she lived twenty miles away on the opposite side of Birmingham, and neither of us drove it was difficult to find the oppornity to fuck. We were getting very desparate. At a mutual friend's party we'd managed to "heavy pet" we didn't seem to quite get the privacy to fuck. After I'd coaxd her breasts out of her dress (on average she would only be wearing 4 items of clothing, and that is counting shoes as two of them) My hands found their way up her dress and into her knickers, her brimming wet. Stopping, Marco looked at her ,a slow smile spreading over his lips. He barely gave her chance to recover before he took hold of her hand and led her to the bales of hay stacked against a wall. Pulling two bales away, Marco laid them side by side, making a make shift bed. He took a couple of horse blankets off the pegs and tossed them over the hay. He turned to Binky. His face was unreadable and Binky felt slightly unnerved as to what was going to happen next. Marco and his stance smacked of. She lets him taste her hardened, juicy nipples, pushing them into his face. He kisses his way down her body, lingering over her navel and moves closer to her pussy. But every times she thinks he is going to savor her, he passes by and begins the process all over again, until she finally grabs his face and buries it between her legs. His circling tongue on her clitoris sends her into gyrating, animal moans. She whimpers when he probes her unexplored passage; it feels alien but his touch is.