.. Then she cums ... She cums like a thunder storm, loud noises and wild movements... “Oh fuck ... Oh yes ... There ... There ... YYyeeeaaaahhh!”I... all becomes too much for her and she rolls away from the beast to catch her breath, two hands down between her thighs protecting her now super-sensitive pussy. After a couple of seconds she’s recovered enough to open her eyes and look up – and that’s when we cut to a wide shot to show that Tank is still standing over her, with his big cock hanging. I run the tip of my tongue along the whole length of your tongue, tasting every taste bud, every drop of saliva that forms in your mouth. I can feel the contrast between the soft, slightly rough top of your tongue, the softer, smooth underside of your tongue, and the hard, ridged texture of your hard palette. I quickly flicker my tongue along your hard palette before ending our make-out session. Don't look so sad, baby. You'll feel much better when you feel my tongue flicker over numerous other. My breasts had always been my best assets and the low cut neckline showed them off beautifully. I admired myself in the bathroom mirror, freshly blow-dried long blonde waves and shimmery eye shadow framing my blueish green eyes. I felt almost egotistical as I fanned myself, examining my body, my narrow waist and scooped back, shaking my butt like an eighteen year old does in front of a mirror, but I started to feel a little turned on. I started to feel like I was becoming myself again. I could. He moves his fingers slowly, in and out. Titillating. I push against him, tilting my hips up.“You are so greedy.” He chides me softly, and proceeds to thumb my clit and then presses me down.I groan loudly as my body buckles beneath his expert fingers. My body rocks together with his fingers as it hooks and curls my insides. Stroking my G-spot. I find his hand and steady myself to meet his rhythm, while I feel his other hand slip up my torso and cups my breast firmly. I feel the familiar urge.