Arched back and ass out as i got behind him and i got my cock inside of his wet smooth ass. I held onto his hips and started thrusting as he moaned wi...h every inch of my cock in his tight ass. My hands held onto his shoulders as i looked down and watched the stroke of my cock sliding in and out of his tight ass. Seeing it grip onto my cock as i was lost in his ass. "Fuck... oh my god...." i said over and over... "My ass feel good?" he asked looking back. "It feels so fucking good...." i said as. Inevitably I thought of Philippe’s hung flesh pipe. I should try and get him to visit before the week was out… I sent him a familiar coded text to see if I could please him one more time and to my surprise he immediately called me back and agreed. It would be the next afternoon and he wanted an hours worth of devotion. He called because he wanted me to know it would be the last time, perhaps the last time ever. He was relocating to Hamberg for a minimum of one year and would retire early once. Additionally I have checked with Mum regarding the accusation that I am the bastard offspring of Eva Braun and Lucretia Borgia and she assures me that she's never been to either Berlin or Florence. So ya boo sucks *pokes out tongue*. All that fuss over a small piece of meat and a steak tenderiser. Really. As for the endlessly repeated suggestion that I am a man hater, well that is utter pish and nonsense. There is only one man I hate, and if you woke each morning next to his porcine snuffling,. She reached her other hand down, and slipped a finger deep inside, moaning with the growing warm feeling.Rob could stand watching no longer; he had to feel her silken pussy. He climbed on to the bed so that he could kiss and lick her inner thighs. His hand joined hers in teasing her clit and pussy folds. He moved his head closer to her, and soon was licking and nibbling her pussy, and she ran her fingers through his hair and pulled his head in closer to her. His hands reached up and fondled her.