. they're so gorgeous ... so voluptuous."Why she did not object to his talking dirty was still a mystery to Betsy. He had kept her standing that first...time. On her feet, she was like putty in his skilled hands. Ron didn't take the time to unbutton her blouse but he merely rolled it up her body until he pulled it off over her head. He put his strong arms around her shaking body and roughly pulled her against his hard body. Coaxing her arms around his neck, it left his hands free to undo her. Before she could kiss his lips, Dustin twisted his fingers through her hair and pulled her head back.“I only kiss real women on the mouth,” he said, looking into Bridgette’s deep, green eyes as his cock sheathed itself in her pussy. “You’re a cocksucking, ass licking cum slut. Your mouth isn’t good enough to kiss mine. Now tell me what a white trash whore you are and ask nicely and I’ll let you ride my cock until you cum for me, slut.”Bridgette was filled with a ridiculous happiness even as her. The hands in his hair pushed him farther down the shaft, till the cock was again battering at his throat. His stomach heaved, threatened to empty, throat constricting as he struggled to catch his breath. Sucking in air, he opened his jaw, relaxing it to allow the cock to slide past, down deep in to his throat. The brush of public hair against his lips filled him with an elation that bordered on hilarity. Dropping a hand to his own aching erection, Shaun slipped fingers through the slick precum. How wrong this wasI couldnt explain. But the way she turned me on made me feel as though I was in a sea of bliss and I couldnt swim my way out. Make me yours, she whispers a bit breathless. I want you. Please, just do it, her fingers begin to undo the work shirt Im in in a haste. But its hard, she realizes, considering the bulging muscles… Alexandria, I whisper, trying to catch her lips though she keeps avoiding it. I cant, but the buttons on my shirt are already off and its obvious that I.