You kiss me, our tongues dancing. I taste you, your mouth is warm and sweet. I taste me, the mixture of my wetness and your mouth is almost too much t... bear. I whimper into your hot mouth and you moan. I place my hands on the floor behind me, giving myself to you, presenting myself to you, submitting. My breasts full and pointing upward, my hard nipples and throbbing, my pussy open and exposed, I still myself. You prefer for me to be still when you are pleasing me... to feel you, to try to. "Ian paused, looking out at the shadowed faces of the crowd. There was a sense of expectation and serenity that came from the gathered multitude. It was the simple comfort that comes from maintaining and honoring the traditions of our ancestors."This year has seen Nogardshire continue to prosper. As it has been for centuries our little corner of the world has always been a place filled with a unique kind of magic. As I look out over the faces in crowd, I know them all. We are more than a. He opened the door more and looked inside the apartment, recognizing the inside from watching his friend Fred get his cock sucked by the young white man earlier in the night, he walked in to the apartment and closed the door behind him, locking it quietly before putting his keys and cigarettes down on the counter, he started toward the back of the apartment noticing the sounds growing louder as he walked to the doorway.Martin turned in to the doorway to see Fred furiously fucking a nubile white. "Macy's mom...I haven't bought you a skirt from there in a while." With his free hand he pinched her fingers into his. And motioned for her to pull up her skirt. "O that's your answer young man. To elevate the situation." She knew just how to elicit the most lustful reaction from her son. So she gathered a little material in her fingers,using both hands... slowly pulled back on the hem of her stretched tight skirt. She wouldn't be late she thought. She looked up; his concentration- so keenly.