“Makii…” I whispered. She silenced me with a shy kiss. I demanded more and our tongues intertwined while her hand continued where her mouth had ...topped: caressing my manhood. I ran my hands through her dense curly hair. Her moves became more vivid and she slid her body over mine. With a swift move, she tried to ride my cock, but the angle of penetration was awkward and she moaned in dissatisfaction. Her moved became more desperate and finally my dick popped into her waiting pussy. Velvety flesh. “You need to lighten up on our daughter, David. She thinks she’s doing things right and in a way she is. She wants everybody to turn the page and begin anew. That’s all she’s about,” said Stacey, as we neared Tucson. She’d made a point of not mentioning the topic for the first hundred miles, but now she was.“There’s too much brackish water pooling up under the bridge to just turn the page as you suggest, Stacey. Let me ask you, who do you thinks loves, loved, the most me or Ronald. Be straight. Rebecca held her husband tightly and moaned quietly. “Do you like that Becca?” Sam asked, starting to pound her harder. “Yes!” She replied, squeezing his shoulders tightly. She muffled her loud cries of pleasure by biting into her husband’s shoulder. Whimpering and murmuring words of encouragement. “I love you so much, Gwen.” “What?” Sam stopped suddenly, staring at Becca incredulously “what did you call me?”“Sam, I said Sam.” He stared at her for another few seconds before he shrugged and. She took a very deep and heavy breath when she stopped sucking me, and started grinding her cunt against my lips. I could smell the intensity of her arousal as I continued to ravenously eat her snatch and Sandra was now very much involved in helping get Ninve to the right place. I could tell that there wasn't much further to go before Ninve came from our cooperative licking of everything from her mound of Venus to the top of her bottom.Sandra did her best to often stroke exactly the same spot.