I am told I am a hopeless romantic I know what a women needs both before and after sex, gentle kisses, slow disrobing and strong “after care” afte... sex. After I have satisfied one of my grannies I hold her, gently stroking her hair and fondling her entire body, sometimes the “aftercare” is better that the actual sex. I have also been told over the years that I am an expert cunalinquist by most of the women I have slept with. But it is the side benefits other than the sex you get from screwing. .. I’ve seldom come across such a force before. We’ve known about this for literally thousands of your years, which is why I find so many of your religions to be amusing at best. This ... I’m curious now. I’ll have to do more explorations of your nation and similar monuments in other countries. This is surprising, considering how otherwise primitive you are.”Reagan chuckled. “I feel a bit like we’re naughty children, being told to pick up our toys that we’ve scattered about, or we’ll be. After you've finished, I start fucking you harder with each thrust, watching to make sure that you keep touching yourself. I'm still looking into your eyes I experience your heat wrapped around me, and you feel mine driving into you.Leaning in for a kiss, my hands take hold of you. My left finds one of your perfect breasts, then the other. The right slides beneath your arm, bringing you closer to me by the back of your neck. The rhythm of our bodies changes while I kiss you. Our trembling lips. She inadvertently dug her nails into Eddies back, causing Eddie to start to withdraw from Donna Marie's bulging cunt. "Don't. You. Fucking. Dare." She said loudly into Eddie's ear. "Keep going. I want you inside of me." Eddie reversed direction, and with a mighty thrust of his hips, forced half his pulsing, thick black cock into her. His head pressed against her cervix, vainly trying to gain entrance. Resting briefly to give her a moment to adjust to his size, Donna murmured "Again. Please.