She appeared to skip the adjustment period most women go through. Becky was different. Massaging her was very very different. As I worked on her, I sw...ar, I could literally feel what she was feeling... much more than any person I had ever massaged. It was effortless, magical, hypnotic and always something I didn't want to stop. Sex with her was initially not on my mind. Melting into the vibe we shared was, and continued to be my goal every time we repeated. So here we are, about 30 minutes into. ’ He shafted her with a practised air and she gasped, while dropping her hands to hold his arms supporting him at her sides. The continued penis on g-spot and the occasional bash against the back of her vagina was all too much, and she felt that fantastic rumble begin in her loins. She could do nothing but hang on as he fucked her, the feeling that her legs were trying to push him away while her clenching puss begged him to come closer. The bed squeaked out a protest as he fucked her harder and. .. guess there’s always tomorrow.”Wendy, the owner of the place, stopped at the table. She put down a glass of water and turned to Dexter.“What can I get for you?”“Half a grapefruit, white toast; a small OJ, and a coffee,” Dexter answered.“You like it with brown sugar, right?”Dexter said, “That’s right. I’m impressed that you remembered.”Wendy laughed, “Don’t be impressed. Just about everyone that orders the grapefruit, likes it with the brown sugar.”“I’m still impressed,” Dexter said.She left. I loved it. I started sucking him faster; it felt as if I had known what to do for YEARS. I felt him meeting the rhythm of my mouth. Man, I could not believe it, I heard him tap on the wall, I remember smiling thinking I must be doing good, I sucked even harder now. Only stopping to catch my breath and go back at it again. That’s when I felt my mouth heating up, I opened it slightly wider as I tried to continue to suck, but “OH Shit”… He busted a nut in my mouth, it started oozing out on the.