As he started the slow, thrusting movement my body was craving, I felt my orgasm building and wrapped my legs around his waist to pull him in deeper, ...e responded by speeding up and slamming his cock harder into me.I felt as though I was floating as this man who was staring into my eyes with glee and hunger pushed me over the edge, my orgasm hit, rolling over and through my body with its intensity pure and full of white heat, I couldn't stop a loud moan from escaping from my throat, I could. Trina’s father sent Trina to get the gift he had purchased for her mother which was tucked away in the closet in their bedroom. She was just about to return with the gift when she heard the front door burst open and loud shouting and yelling erupt. She crouched in the corner of the closet and waited for the yelling to stop. She had heard yelling before but no one had ever shouted at her father before and these men scared her just to look at even when they were smiling at her. She saw a tall man. You must have gotten inpatient, because you wasted no time with playing around. You quickly licked every inch of the thick cock in your face, getting it wet with your saliva before taking it into your mouth and forcing your head down on it as far as you could. I could see your jaw work as you tried to get all of it in your mouth, stretching your lips as far as they would go. Bobbing your head up and down quickly, you worked a bit more into your mouth with each stroke until you were deep. ..We learned bits and pieces of each other's prior life even as we planned our future. It was that simple. Like we'd been hit by lightning.Marisa loved sex. Loved fucking. Loved talking about it. Graphically. You'd think a girl who'd been raped at such a young age would have forever been turned against it. She hadn't been. She loved it. And wasn't shy about letting me know it. And surprisingly, when she told me stories of the men and boys she'd been with, I wasn't jealous. That was then. Before.