I feel the vibration of her left leg starting to become more erratic, her walls closing in tightly around me. She hums, she sighs, she moans. I pick h...r up, and stand up. I let her stand up as well. I motion to her to face the bed. She smiles devilishly. She knows what I like, and I know what she likes. She bends over, placing her head on the mattress. I lift the dress again, this time, I’m behind her. I go in, deeper than before, and she cursed, then cooed, then starts to taunt me. ‘Is. She had just uncovered her most private part of her. Her pussy and not a single hair on it. It complitely surpirised him seeing this maginficent sight. She teased him, the queen and a lonely stranded carpenter. She touched gently her somach and started going futher and futher down. When she finally reached the place where should of been her pubic hairs. Roger could see, that her pussy was wet and getting wetter with every second watching his dick. He thought he could not wait any second, he. I give a huge thrust, then another. I’m fucking her mouth. Nailing her head to the side of the car. Warmth, damp, saliva. Saliva spills out around my piston-like cock. She gurgles, she grunts, she gasps. I thrust. “Take it, you fucking slut,” I tell her. “Take my cock, you bitch.” She sounds like she’s trying to say something. I pay it no heed. Rain falling, cold, hard. Darkness, save for the dim glow filtering back. Cock fucking mouth. Cock fucking face. She gurgles. She’s drooling. Strings of. I arrived in her room and found her and Patty sitting on the bed."Greg, there's something you need to do." Sure, what do you want?" Go into your room and you'll se what needs to be done."I was totally confused but went to my room anyways. I opened the door and was surprised to see that evidently Sarah had been busy again. The curtains were closed and there were scented candles burning giving the room a very romantic glow. I looked over and saw that the covers were pulled down on the bed and a.