When *he* wants it. This is thrilling, and as I'm sure you'll understand dear reader, not the best thing for my jaw. My mind starts to wander, and for...the first time begins to imagine him pinning down on the bed and fucking me hard up the ass, making me squirm and squeak and grunt. And though it won't be tonight, it all does start to get a little rougher. After almost 25 minutes of virtually non-stop cocksucking, he says to me "you really love cocksucking don't you?" And he's holding my face. ." Yeah, yeah. I got a bald spot. Hardy fuckin" har." He closed his eyes."Spot? Spots, more like..."Grant clambered out of bed and went to the bathroom. Jesus, the bitchwas absolutely right! Just to the left of the spot he'd found the nightbefore (which now looked a little bigger), another one had appeared,about the size of a cent. It had appeared in the night.Grant went back and stared at his pillow. It was covered in black hairs.Brandi looked from him to it and back again, clearly not. I pull her hair as she licks the upper abs with her tongue out as far as she can and then down to the lower abs. I pull her all around my chest using her red hair as reigns to control her.Then I take on of her nice 36 DD tits and smack it hard making it bounce as I tell her to go to the bathroom and clean up. I say “get a nice look at your pure body because the innocent shy sexy Liz is about to transform.” She says “yes sir” and then slowly rises off the bed on her way to clean herself up in. Please…” Her hands held my head to her tightly, her fingers in my hair and on my neck, my ears. Perversely, I suppose, I became aroused. I began to press my face down into the front of her dress, into her mons. She held my head there for a moment, and then pressed forward as I pressed my face to her. Now, in all our married life, oral sex had been entirely out of the question. I’ve already described her minimal oral flirtations before we were married. But cunnilingus was.