He had always been there for me whenever I was hurting and he always made me feel better, but this wasn’t like the times when I was a k** and he cou...d put ice on an injury, kiss it, tear up or make a funny face, and it would feel better, he didn’t know how to heal this pain I had. However, that didn’t stop him from trying. In attempts to stop my moping he would take me out to dinner, a movie, or we would go shopping and he would buy me a little gift, and for a while it would help. I enjoyed his. Then winked and moved her face closer to my cock and rubbed it over her mouth and lips. Her tongue darted out and flicked round the glans of my cock. Still looking me in the eye she opened her mouth and my cock disappeared down her throat. I groaned with pleasure as she sucked me off.Her left hand was still playing with her own pussy and its movement was slow and firm as she used her fingers to rub her clit and penetrate herself. “I am going to cum very soon,” I gasped.She stopped all. ”So I said, “What does that mean?”And he said, “Right now she’s convinced that she’s trapped in Narnia and is being held prisoner in the White Witch’s Dungeon.”I didn’t know how to react to that so I just said, “Huh?”Then I said, “What’s Narnia?”And he said, “There’s a children’s book called The Lion, The Witch and The Wardrobe. It’s very popular in England. In the book, some children are transported to a magical land called Narnia. Bec seems to have gotten caught up in the story and now. He was surprisingly gentle, going slow, wanting me to feel his full length as he fucked me. He coaxed me to move my head away from the crook of his neck, and started to kiss me deeply. I let out a series of moans and delighted purrs as he kissed me passionately on the lips. I grinded my hips against him as he fucked me, and rocked with me. When I was getting used to his motion, he started to go faster. When he went faster, I started panting, and gripped hard on his back. I broke the kiss, and.