His hips are methodically pressing into me, searching for my pussy.I groan as play turns to lust, and, in spite of the pain his claws cause as they sc...atch my hips with his grip, I arch my ass out, presenting my pussy fully for my lover.He wastes no time.Immediately I feel a wet heat slap against my clit, sending a shudder up my spine. It presses now, sloppily coating my lips in his precum, rubbing with force and insistence.I let out a moan, as his slimy dick continues to rub my lips to my. They would get in bed and kiss goodnight, and two or three times a week the kiss would deepen, hands would begin roaming bodies, and intercourse would result. And it seemed about as lifeless as it sounds. Ben thought about that at work one day. He started out feeling bad about his sex life, upset at how boring it had become. He was unhappy with his wife about it, but as he kept thinking he realized it wasn’t her fault. Nor was it his fault. They had both just let it get into a rut. Sue was as. I had already stripped down to my boxer shorts but my cock was pressing hard against the fabric as I mentally undressed my little pixie. We talked and sipped our lemonades as we sat enjoying the bubbles of the jacuzzi. I asked if she was dating anyone and she responded that she saw several boys from her class but that they were just “boys”. She made it a point to tell me that she thought boys her own age were immature. Then she said very abruptly “How old are you, Mr. Mac?” I have. ............................................................Twenty minutes later after we had eaten a take away we were speedingthrough the streets again, soon we pulled into an old large traditionalhouse in Edinburgh the kind that are sometimes converted into boardinghouses. The large windows were lit and you could see the odd personmoving around inside there was the faint sound of music as the three ofus got out and walked up the red chipped driveway to the front door.Mhari rang the bell. A.