” She held out her hand, watching it shake.“Have we met before?” Younger-Rebecca blurted.“Once, yeah,” she admitted, “for about 5 minutes....��Her face was barely recognizable, she imagined, battered and puffy like it was. More importantly, a person doesn’t observe her reflection in the same manner she regards the face of another person. Nobody expects to see her own face, worn by a stranger.Younger-Rebecca frowned, eyeing her battered eye and lower lip. “Did some guy do that to you?”Rebecca. She sees him standing there, a silhouette by the doorway. He’s coming for her. Seeing his bright eyes staring straight into her nearly makes her pant. He smiles widely and walks towards the kneeling girl, reaching out with his delicate hands to tenderly brush her cheek. His fingers trace the lines of her face, from temple to jaw, then following the curve of her throat to her collar bones, then around the back of her neck. With a sharp jerk her pulls free her wavy hair; it cascades down her. ”Paying no attention to the other couple, David concentrated on Diana’s soft hand gliding up and down his rigid pole, using her own juices as a lubricant. Putting his head back against the cushion of the couch, he growled. “I’m cumming, Diana. Right now!”A hot rope of cum shot out of the end of his cock, sailing eight inches in the air before it fell down on her hand. More than seeing, David sensed a flash of light. It happened each time another splash of jizz shot out of him. “Fuck!” he. I wanted him in a way that I had never wanted any other man before. I could feel my knees trembling; I could feel myself giving into him. Feeling his hands wandering all over my body, leaving burning imprints, wherever he touched me. More, I wanted more; but not fully understanding what more I wanted, I just knew what I was feeling, and enjoying it immensely.Picking me up in his arms he carried me, my body held tight to his, where he was taking me I did not know, nor did I care. All I knew and.