I started hitting it faster as requested by her… I was able to feel my balls hitting her lower ass cheeks… I was smooching her hitting hard at the...bottom… we did that for sometime and I took her both legs on my shoulders… I was hitting her real hard and was able to see that pain mixed with pleasure on her face… soon we ended that position and I lifted her andI sat on sofa with her sitting on my top… now we were sitting facing each other and she held the backrest of the sofa and started riding. She gagged slightly, but that just squeezed my cock, making it even harder.With Becky’s throat engulfing my cock and her hair and head in my hands, I knew I wouldn’t last long. Already I could feel my climax building. My cock was about to explode in Becky’s throat and I couldn’t stop it.Then it happened. My cock started to jerk and spurt in Becky’s throat. She flinched and coughed when she felt it, but all I could do was to pull her face harder to my stomach as my balls drained.But when I. This bitch really enjoyed it. She moaned loudly while I increased my speed slowly and steadily. Then after she climaxed hard I decided to torture her with more pleasure and I started to rub her g spot. It was a bit inside so I hard to put my entire 5″ finger inside her pussy to finger it properly but to hear her scream was worth the effort. She begged me for some dick saying she needs in desperately and has not had any for along time. She said I have turned her on too much and I need to seal. It's like you said last night: water under the goddam bridge. You want coffee?''And a proper drink, please.' Good Lord above.'Booze in the cupboard behind you, mixers in the fridge. I'll have scotch over ice, easy on the scotch.' I started to clear the table, load the dishwasher, heard her clinking and pouring behind me. 'Didn't know you'd moved on to hard liquor, Judy.''If it's been a bad day or I'm seeing old friends. It's not like I need to go to meetings or anything.' Kinda defensive, I.