“Fuck me please!” It was a plea he had waited seven years to hear. He drove deeper into my core. I wrapped my legs around his hips and thrust back...against him as he bottomed out. He held there a moment and I reveled in pleasure of the moment. “Damn! You are so fucking tight.” He began to thrust, gaining speed and power with each stroke. My pussy was slick with the juices of my previous orgasm and the sense of fullness and friction was so intense that I found myself tipping back over the edge of. "John, I want you to fuck me." Are you sure baby? I don't want to hurt you." Yes, baby, I'm sure. You have given me so much already, so I want to give back to you, so don't make me ask again. I'm serious John." Yes, ma'am."I grabbed onto his cock and it jumped in my palm. Before he could he fucked me I wanted to give him some pleasure. I cupped his balls and his back arched so he almost shot off the bed. I tightened my fist and let the fingers of my other hand stroke his hair around the base of. . I was spurting lines of thick cum as her cunt spasmed, pulling the juice deeply into her.. Her cervix must have dilated, cause I felt the head of my cock being sucked, just like a blow job—but more intense. I was cumming right into her womb. Debra's legs jerked and shook as her own release mixed with mine. Feeling my cock that deep sent her into oblivion, and she cried my name, which made Vicki and Sandra stir to life.. Vicki sat up on the side of the table just as Debra went limp in my. I can spend hours describing every part of her body and how baffling perfect each one of them was but i don't think a love letter to her beauty would be as much as interesting to you as the rest of the story..i think the best way to tell you how perfect she was it's to tell you that every image of her in my mind release a warm feeling that i can only get when thinking about the few ones i truly loved..like,i've never really had a deep emotional connection with her but the memories of her beauty.