Usually Anne Marie likes to kiss, hug, rub and suck your nipples first, but seeing the large bulge in front of her she pulled down Stephens underwear ...o expose a 9″ rod of love. I could tell she was pleased and so was Stephen as she began to make love to it with her mouth. She was sucking his cock head, stroking his dick with one hand and holding his balls in the other when she stopped and laying on her side side come here. Stephen laid down and then Anne Marie climbed on top of him. We start working together, you pushing your hips up and down as I grind hard against you. My inner walls closing tightly around your hard rod, caressing, squeezing and rubbing. I grip your shoulders for support as I bounce up and down faster, your hands on my breasts torturing my nipples so sweetly you make me writhe and squirm. “Baby.. I’m getting close…” you groan between moans and gasps. Your cock is relentlessly rubbing my oversaturated pussy, squelching sounds proof of all that wetness.. "Please stand up against the wall, miss," Steve said firmly as he put her bag on the table and lead her to the wall. "Right there, up against the wall, facing me," he ordered."What I did do?" she asked fearfully. "I have no d**gs."Steve continued to search through her bag, pulling out her things and putting them on the table as he did. After going through the entire bag with nothing else, he looked at her standing there. His mouth began to wet at the thought of what he was going to do to this. It had been a week since my wedding night, and I was slowly becoming accustomed to sleeping in the same bed as someone else. John and I talked each night before we fell asleep. He hadn’t tried to make love to me again, but now and then he would catch hold of my hand briefly, lay a hand on my neck, or kiss me gently. These small touches sent my insides fluttering with happiness and nerves. I found myself thinking more and more about that night, especially during mindless tasks like the.