Her own face took on the concentrated look she gets when her orgasm is approaching."Oh, my," she said, in a half whisper. "Oh, yes. Eat my cunny," she...ordered. "Lick my cunt!" Her grip on my hand became almost unbearable as she squeezed herself toward the crest. Dustin licked like mad, his mouth and tongue making sloppy, slathering noises. Keely tensed, her hips rising off the lounger, her voice a strained groan. With a gasp, she indicated the passage of her orgasm and Dustin backed away, his. She pulled his hand up to her mouth, and sucked some of the juice off, rubbing the rest over her nipples so they glistened like little jewels. Before Mr Johnson could say anything, her hand went down to his bulging erection, which was threatening to burst out of his trousers. “It’s about time we did something about this” Miss Ford smiled, as she dragged down his zip and pulled his cock out of his trousers. Mick couldn’t help thinking that it looked pretty big, grasped in her small hand, but. She gasped, and even jumped a little at the feel of so much of his skin, his body, pressing into her so nakedly close, and bit her bottom lip, forcing herself not to whimper or speak. ‘Now there is no stopping this- you know I won’t be able to stop when I get a taste of that,’ he cautioned, and Clara closed her eyes, bracing herself for the searing pain of a hard thorn of flesh ripping into her most sensitive and intimate core… … And that flash of torture never came. The tip of his shaft. .Flashback – Ben – After his missionI was disoriented as I slowly woke up. The last thing I remembered was he ... Took on the whole damn truck full of Chechens ... What the hell? Someone was restraining me ... The damn bastards must have captured me!I decided I would fix their little red wagon and pretended to still be unconscious as I readied myself. I swung my right arm, it connected with a resounding smack and I heard, "Ben what the hell did you do that for? Then crying?"I opened my eyes and.