He moaned at the sight, reaching for his own enflamed flesh and stroking the sensitive skin of my inner thigh along with his dick.I pressed back again...t him, feeling his body respond. His left hand came underneath my arm and grabbed my breast, squeezing my nipple between two fingers. I shuddered and pressed on my clit, wanting to trip over the edge again but he stopped me. He picked me up and sat me down on his pole. “Fuck!” I shouted. I felt full and stretched and the sensation brought me over. Cassie like most of her race was a powerful looking woman. At six foot eight and two hundred and twenty pounds there were few that would challenge her.Auburn hair cascaded down her body to her waist, deep green eyes highlighted her olive complexion all combined to give the ability to conceal her self in battle. She was muscular, her body perfectly proportioned from her small breasts, to her athletic calves she was every inch a soldier.The battle against the Ibu had been running well but Cassie. In all honesty, this revelation came a couple of years ago. I genuinely thought that "alright" sex was good enough. What I would not settle for was bad, hang your head in shame sex. Again, it was student days and we had gone to a night club in Leeds all dressed as school girls and boys. However, me being me, I found one of the only men dressed as a girl the most attractive- my beer goggles were well and truly secured onto my face by this point. We had a little dance and about 25 Bacardi. Expecting some old holiday snaps he was surprised when he opened the packet. The first picture showed his mom lying naked on the very bed he lay on, he’d known his mom was attractive, but he had never realised how much of a babe she was. Ignoring the magazines he spread the photos out on the bed, they showed his mom in various poses. A couple even showed her laid out with what must have been cum glistening on her skin, while still another showed her with legs spread masturbating.He couldn’t.