I knew what I wanted and it wasn't a mouthful of cum. I wanted fucked, and I was on a mission. I pulled my head away from his cock and stroked it in l...ng slow strokes from the head as far down as I could. Michael leaned his head back and moaned. I reached my free hand into my makeup bag and pulled out a condom. He looked down at me and watched but did not object. I rolled the condom down his hard shaft and fidgeted with the last few rolls getting them played out at the base of his shaft. I. She thought that she won’t enjoy sex with small dicks anymore, but she was wrong. Seeing and feeling that 8-inch cock made her even more horny. She wrapped her legs around his waist and started meeting his thrusts making the perfect rhythm. The more physical contact there was, the more heated they got. 2 minutes were in and there was a little thicker layer of sweat on Jacky’s body, but Salman was fully drenched in sweat and looked like he just had a very intense workout session. Salman was. "What does that mean?" Just think about it," I told her. I could tell her to just forget about it. But something stopped me. I loved her. It didn't feel right making her do what I wanted to. She wasn't like the other women. I kissed her on forehead. "I love you."She blushed and smiled. "Love you too, hun." Her lips were soft and warm as she kissed me. "So you're going to buy me new clothes?" I am," I told her. "You can get whatever you want. No matter the cost." Well then, I hope you can keep. Love it when you milk my cock."A sly smile creased her face. "Me, too. Love how it feels in my hand, love how it feels in my mouth." Moving down, she sucked on it a little bit. "I want your cock to feel at home in here." A few more licks and sucks. "It tastes so good with the juices all over it. I'm glad you didn't want me to share it with Lucy and Fran. It's all mine, now, at least till Mommy comes home."I touched her head. "What about when Mommy comes home?"She looked away a moment. "You'll.