Your hand gently kneads my left breast as both heat and moisture build between my legs. I bow my back and press my hips into yours, longing for you to...feel the telltale signs of the craving that swells in my belly. With a sudden mind of their own, your hands roam over my body, squeezing, kneading, groping, as your hunger echoes back the intensity of mine. Your fingers trace the familiar trail from my nipples to my warm, wet cunt; and as you press into me, I exhale in a low growl. Increased. Yet he was starting to really excite me as he began to assume the role of a gentle but demanding Master. "Come on baby, suck that cock now -- get it wet, slobber on that hot meat! Oh yeah, fuck, that's my good girl!" The more Jim talked to me like this, the more dripping wet my pussy became. I began to suck hungrily at his shaft, sloppily coating his cock and balls with saliva from deep in my throat. His hands, one behind my head and one behind my neck, did not force me down on his cock, but. " I can guess what that will be," She said with a smile. "I can say now that if you have been living together for two years, as you will be by that time, you will get no objection from me. I doubt if either Ruth or David will object either." I am glad to hear that mum because it makes sense for us to be man and wife since David has intimated that he will provide us with a flat, wherever we decide to go to university and we will continue living together in it" I said."If you are getting engaged. She put her hand on his thigh and squeezed him. "Feels nice," she said.He eased her onto her side. Resting his head on a pillow he kissed her left breast; then he drew her nipple into his mouth and rimmed her areola with his tongue. Holding her shoulder blade he pressed against her, drawing in as much of her flesh as he could. He massaged her nipple against the roof of his mouth and nursed, and he could feel her heart, beating not too rapidly, through her flesh.Paul released his grip and eased.