He gripped my hips tighter and obliged. I lay back on the desk and used one hand to push my bra lower and play with my nipples, and the other to rub m... clit. My eyes were closed with pleasure, but I could feel Andrew’s on me, watching closely.I wasn’t there yet, but Andrew was after about ten minutes, which wasn’t so bad. I felt him twitching inside me, face flushed and sweaty as he nearly ran out of breath, before relaxing and shooting his load inside me. He rested on top of me, his head on my. A few minutes later I dropped off my sneakers and dropped my pantsto my ankles. I sat in the middle of the street, rain streaming off of mybody and dripping off the end of my rock hard cock.I began to stroke my wet member, remembering how it felt now, it was alittle bit better when dry, but I was on a mission, to splatter my jizzwherever I wanted. I pulled up my pants, still allowing my cock and ballsto hang out of the fly, buttoned the two top buttons and put my drenchedsweatshirt back on. I. (lol like my cock)and a very very thick crop of pubic hair.this went on for almost a year.then she fell down stairs in a mall and stopped breathing..i gave her CPR till the medics arrived and she was ok.now being the perv i am i really really enjoyed my mouth on hers and feeling her tits under the guise of heart massage. I'm sure you know thats just me...when she got out of the hospital we insisted she stay with us for a while.the first few days i helped her do everything YES everything. I tried to hold it back. I might as well have tried to stop the tide. Her eyes opened. ‘Hello, Donald. How are you?’ ‘Alive and well, thanks to you, Sarah.’ ‘Good.’ Her eyes closed again and she moved closer to my insistent erection. ‘Sarah?’ Her eyes opened again. ‘Could you move a little, please?’ ‘Why?’ ‘You are right over…’ ‘Oh yes. So I am. That’s nice.’ She pushed her body against mine. ‘Sarah!’ I was nearly screaming. ‘Yes, Donald?’ ‘Please? I can’t hold back if you stay there.’ ‘Can’t.