'' He couldn't do it. Maybe deep down he loved her too much to see her for what she was or maybe he had and that's why he had retreated into his world...of games. She wouldn't think about that now because if she did she would probably cum right away.Guilt, she had realized, could be as pleasurable as the act itself.Fiona looked up at Damian who was lost in the sensation of fucking her warm wet mouth like a pussy.His hips were rocketing faster now, choking her with every inch of his bulbous cock. It was obvious that they shared a deep love and respect for each other.They lived in an older section of town in a house that seemed much too large for it. There were pictures of what must have been their children, grand children, and great grand children with Beth and John everywhere. I had seen some of these people on the covers of magazines and billboards when I was growing up. Others I had seen on television or the movie screen. The women were as gorgeous as Beth and Jasmine. The men were. I could feel the tips of your nipples pressing through the soft silk dress you wore and the brushed cotton of my own shirt. We seemed to exhale and then draw in our breath sharply at the same time as we both felt the jolt of electricity from this first contact so intimate in nature. I felt the heat of your tongue pressing gently against my lips and I allowed you entry into the warmth of my hungry mouth. As I sucked your tongue firmly yet softly into the depths of my mouth, you moaned and. .. aaaahh!" He moaned and I felt his cock twitched as he started pumping his hot cream into me. I was filled with even greater heat, and then I felt his sticky juices bursting out of my slit next to his cock and running down my inner thigh. I loved when he filled me with his cum. Moreover, his timing was so perfect. This is something I have never experienced with anyone else. We almost always had orgasms at the same time and this added something intimate to the sex that made it even more.