Fingers rush into her twisting and turning seeking out her g-spot. Finding it, I rub just hard enough for her nectar to produce large amounts of cream... liquid. A bit to much for me to swallow at one time so some leaks out of my mouth and between her cheek's crack. Lubricating her rosebud for me, as I remove my hand from her pussy. Trembling and moving her head from side to side she arches her back and meets the rhythm of my trusts into her. Moans become louder, "Yes yes," emanate from her. There was just something about her that she couldn’t forget. She wasn’t quite sure what it was yet but was looking forward to seeing her again. Over the next several days, whenever she had a few free hours, Margie was at the townhouse painting, hanging some new drapes and stocking the fridge with a few things. Her mom came over a couple of times to help her put a new shelf lining in the kitchen cabinets, and brought over several bags of groceries, cleaning supplies and a few other basic needs.. If anything, he felt numb and hollow.Nothing was going through his mind but one thing. He needed air.Bursting through the back door, the sunshine hit him like a warm,loving embrace. His lungs filled up with fresh air and the remainder ofhis random attack vanished into nothingness.He sat down on one of the deck chairs and caught the rest of hisbreath. Gazing into space, he felt an uneasy numbness throughout hisentire body and mind. He could not concentrate on one thought so he didnot bother. .. Take it ... Come on, gimme that ass cunt of yours!" He had his hands on my hips, not pulling me though, just pushing down and pinning me in place while he slammed his rigid pole in and out with a steady rhythm."Ughh ... Gaaa ... God ... Ugh!" I was going out of my mind with it, my breasts were on fire and pressed hard to the wooden desktop and that made them just feel better somehow. My cunt could feel the pressure in my ass; that big fat cock rocking my pussy, pressing against the walls of.