.." she whispered against his neck, sliding against him, rocking with his motion. "I never plan on stopping." He began again, feeling the surge cres...ing more slowly this time. She pulled her hips closer to his body, feeling her own orgasm coming now. She wrapped her legs tightly against him and used the leverage to press her pussy tight against him, taking his entire length as deep as he could go. She whimpered, "Just don't stop."Gabriel said nothing in reply only thrust more insistently. . A few seconds later, calls echoed through the street below for the guards to stop firing. From his location Oscar couldn’t see the Ayatollah, but he listened as the man called out, “Stop firing. I have sworn an oath that none of them are to be hurt. Stop firing. I have sworn that they are to leave here unharmed!”Over the earphone, Ed explained, “He’s agreed to help us. You can come out of hiding now. The Ayatollah has told them not to fire upon you.”“I don’t trust him,” said Oscar pushing the. I whispered, "Just relax and get used to it."She just nodded, still not opening her eyes... her facial expression though was unreadable. Excitement? Trepidation? Fulfillment? Shock?Or maybe it was just me... I was feeling all those things.At the moment we seemed to transcend reality.There was nothing there but us.Nothing but my cock resting in her pussy.Then that brief tranquility was broken when Dad hit the mother of all potholes. My ass lifted up, my cock reached new depths and Kristen. “Okay, you’re right. I am perving at you. Because I’m a massive fucking pervert, alright? A dirty old man. A tragic, lecherous old bloke whose wife has left him and who spends his day leering at teenage girls in bikinis.”She frowned, clearly taken aback by my directness. A flash of fear clouded her face momentarily, perhaps concerned that ****y Reynolds was going to try to live up to his name. She had nothing to fear, on that front. Not really my style. But I didn’t care if she believed it,.