"Surprised?" He asked as he swept her up into a bridal carry. The widening of her beautiful eyes told him her answer. Surprised, yes. But not unhappy....With a slight grin on his lips, the man carried her easily to the bed and laid her down upon it as Annabelle marvelled at his strength.He lay down himself and they rushed to one another, hands pulling double duty as they tried to undress one another whilst fondling whatever they could reach. Soon Mark was almost naked, whilst Annabelle flung her. Please don't misunderstand, the man who gets his cock sucked by me is going to enjoy it immensely. He must or I won't get the required satisfaction for myself. You see, in order for me to get the most gratification from it, he has to really enjoy it as well. But his satisfaction is secondary to mine, albeit necessary. My main objective when I suck cock is for me to enjoy it and to know that I suck cock well! I love sucking cock. I get a colossal thrill from it. When I know I'm going to suck a. She passed a big black limousine and groaned a bit to herself. Not that they couldn't use a client who had that kind of money. She kept the books. She knew their purpose was to help those who needed it, but couldn't someone rich get into trouble occasionally? They weren't hurting. Angel had amazingly laid aside some money from his time at Wolfram and Hart. She knew why. It had been for her, even though he never claimed that. She knew he had not thought he would survive his assault on the Black. We exchanged information with each other that I never thought would leave the lips of my mouth. We told each other the first time we had an orgasm, how we learned, what we most often use, how we sit, and the list goes on. I was becoming increasingly wet from this conversation. I never knew that my sister was this kind of girl. Then again, I did not know that I was that kind of girl either. Then, out of nowhere, I got this strong urge to ask her something. Do you want to do it together, you.