OMG, this amazing woman is just ravaging me, and with that thought I change from the submissive to the dominate one. I lift you up, in an instant you ...re under me, with my body on you; you feel my cock rising in my pants on your thigh. I grind it on your leg and you move your pussy on my waist... Kissing, the warm sunlight shining down on us. I move all the stuff off the blanket, and I am stripping you. First your blouse, then your bra. OMG your breasts are amazing. I feel my breath slip away. And ... she was fully there. She had always waited to go to her special place until the man was ready to fuck her. She was fully aware when they suddenly started shooting. She keeps emphasizing how loud the guns were in that small room. By the way she talks, she expected guns to sound like they do in the movies or on TV, but of course, they were much louder. Apparently, she even felt the concussion from the round that killed her father. Somehow, seeing Art brings it all back. I think she. ” “She wants you.” I chuckled. “Honey, I made it very clear and I wasn’t available.” “That doesn’t matter. Officially, you’re unattached.” “I’m not, though. Official or not doesn’t make any difference to me. I consider myself in a relationship.” Cheryl sniffed disdainfully. “So, did you screw her?” “No!” I protested loudly. “I told you. We talked, drank coffee and then she left.” “That must have been when she left the business card. Why didn’t you screw her?” “Because, I’m not going to do that. How primal they lived, lust so quickly and openly displayed between them. She wiggled her ass on his hard cock, a finger pressed into her pussy. She gasped and moaned openly.“Quiet!”It was a commanding, threatening admonition from the table in front of them. The man, large but soft in expensive garments, sc****d his chair against the wood plank floor with an obvious intention of adding physical effort to his verbal. Goran instantly grabbed the sheath of his sword with one hand and the hilt of.