"Then you chose this - the unconscious desire to breed. The need for something more than a Sunday morning fuck from a man who already believes his wor...'s done." Fuck. Just the mere mention of the word from his lips brought a rush between her now burning thighs. Her heart was pounding. His chest met hers and she felt him push her slowly back into the pile of bears. She felt herself sinking into the bears - falling, carried by them as his lips met her neck. Somewhere, Amanda's unconvincing. In my book there is nothing like it. It is an initiation for things to come, it was a moment just to be there together facing each other and gently rubbing each other up.His cock felt warm and lovely, he slid down his briefs and it sort of popped out and upwards. It was so lovely. Unlike Badger he wasn’t circumcised so I was going to enjoy a whole new thrill. We closed our eyes and continued to discover each other in feeling, touching, cupping and squeezing until we were both well and truly. ” I lay down on the bed and Liz climbed on me and lowered her sopping wet pussy over my cock and began to ride me ever so slowly. We kissed passionately, breathed heavily into each other's faces and talked dirty to each other. After some build up of power and pace and with our lips clamped together, Liz had her second orgasm of the night. My orgasm began to build also while this sexy milf rode me. I broke the kiss and said, “Fucking hell, Liz, this is the best fuck ever! I’m so sorry, I'm. “And, you want me to lean over in your lap and give you a blow job as we pull up to the window,” she added quickly.“And, if all works out according to my plan, you are smearing my load on your face, and raise up showing your facial prize for the evening,” I smiled in that Cheshire Cat grain.“You can be so fucking naughty, but it definitely sounds like fun, and I get one final load of cum on my face for my evening glaze,” my wife commented crudely as she wiped her lips with her tongue in a.