I slurp it up, licking the mixture of juices from him dick with each thrust. As I do I feel him reach down, pulling his cock out of you, and sliding i... in my mouth. I eagerly lick the cum off his cock before he takes it away and thrusts it back inside you.I moan, feeling your hot velvety mouth on my cock. I scream out, my cock erupting into your mouth. I feel your lips tight on my shaft, not letting any of my load leak out. I squirt ropes of cum into your mouth and down your throat, my body. Xavier leans down and kisses me without losing his rhythm. His lips press hard against mine. My hands slide to his hips and I feel them shiver underneath me. I move my hands up his sides and grip at his shoulders. As Xavier fucks me and I start to lose control of myself my grip on his shoulders tightens. I dig my fingers into his back and as he picks up his pace, my fingernails scrape down his back, leaving long red lines. “Fuck,” Xavier breathes as he pulls out of me and lies down at my side.. I had been in the shop to buy things before but never for a make over. I decided one Saturday I would pamper myself I take up their offer of a 4 hour make over dressing experience for £50. After telling the sales girl what I anted I whisked off to the back rooms. There was a room with 2 leather chairs which were used for the make overs. I was told to go to a small dressing room and to take off my male clothing and get my lingerie on then come back with a dressing gown on which they supplied. I. I miss Disney. Mary, Jill and I sat and talked while Sara finished up some homework. Sara joined us after a while.We talked until it got late and then the girls went in to bed. We fed the dogs and washed and changed. We climbed into bed and got comfortable. Of course, you don't have far to climb when you're using a sleeping bag on the floor. Jill felt nice and warm, snuggled up against me."Jack?" Uhhm?" We need to talk about something."I'd heard horror stories about that phrase. I probably.