One of his hands makes it beneath my skirts, gently caressing my pussy. I draw blood from my lips as I bite myself to contain my moans of pleasure. ...ne of his fingers finds the source of my wetness and sinks wholly in. I let out a shriek of desire, hushed quickly by his kiss. His thumb caresses my clit as he begins to kneel. I open my mouth to protest, but he silences me, begging, "I need to taste you."His tongue caresses my moistened slit, effectively rolling my eyes back into my skull. . He twisted on the bed in an attempt to see if they were on the truck, but it had long gone.Several minutes later, he turned and struggled to sit upright, his belly aching from blows and his head still reeling from the beating it had taken. Disorientated, he stood and fell to the floor, crawling with deliberation across to his clothes and struggling to pull his pants up to his waist. A pair of sneakers lay by the door and, pleased with his foresight, he pulled them on, prepared to find the world. I think that would get me off big time and I bet you’d love it too.”Tim remembered that particular video and it did make his tool twitch. He wondered if the real thing would be as good as fantasy. There was really only one way to find out and he came up with a plan.She was riding him, his favorite position because her tits were fully accessible, when he broached the subject of her fantasy, “Sweetie I love you enough that I am willing to try your idea one time to see if it really works. Our. But shortly after our honeymoon and after a little longer time, we started seeing a lot of difference and finally got divorced. We got separated after 3 years of marriage and got officially divorced after 6 years of marriage. So, as such, this story is after I got divorced. After getting out of my divorce, I started to get back to the routine of my life. I was (and still am) staying with my parents. I started working late in the nights and come back exhausted and hit the bed right away. But,.