She didn’t stop until the head of my shaft was pressing against her cervix. She hugged herself to my chest, sighed and slowly started to ride my sha...t. The more she rode, the more urgent her body was demanding my penetration. Her moans were nonstop as she used me as her human dildo. She looked in my eyes and in a begging voice she said, “Fuck me, oh God, please fuck me hard. Oh God, I feel so full. I feel my cervix opening to you each time you thrust into me.”I stared at her and said, “Your. She gave me a deep sigh as I unfastened her skirt and her bloomers, bared that raven-black ass for a severe retribution for her selfish liberties. So I worked myself in some state of frenzy - my sharp cane was hitting the black puddings faster and harder with an increasing pace. I completely ignored Candela's desperate pleas for mercy until the rod drew droplets of ruby blood from the black satin skin. As inappropriate sight this was by God, as a novel experience it was noble enough tough to. Besides, you can’t tell me you didn’t like what we did. Hmm?” She stepped from the bed and walked to him, moving her arms up around his neck. “You know, I loved it.” Her full lips curled to a sexy smile as she talked. He took her hands in his and kissed them. He was wrestling again. His thoughts churning. He had already turned that corner, so what was a little further. “I know,” Tasha chirped. “Let’s just take an early morning dip in the ocean, just you and me. We’ll walk down the beach where. He should take the initiative.But now he kissed her again and she felt his hand roving down her thigh until it came off the hem of her skirt and caressed her leg. Slowly his hand crept up under her skirt and she opened her legs to allow it access between her thighs. She pressed her mouth against his, tongue searching, as he reached her covered mound and she felt that part of her dissolve, all hot and moist. She pushed hard against his hand as she felt his fingers probing through her.