What is wrong with me I thought? I’m not afraid of him anymore. He’s actually making me feel good. He’s not stabbing away at me like I thought h... would. All I feel is the fleshy tip and spongy end of his sheath rubbing against me. I felt my body relax as a shiver ran through my cunt. As I relaxed slightly, his humping became less frantic and he kept working his way down until I felt the tip slip between my pussylips. I’m sure he felt the heat of my pussy because he tightened his grip slightly. So it’s fine…” And for the third (or more) times, my eyes widens. “Well if that is the case, whatever.” I said taking another sip. Dave starts to slides and type something on the phone. Perhaps setting up an account or something. Still not fully believe that we are going to do that. A 40 years old man having sex with a teen virgin? Huh, this is not porn. This is real world. I got a text from my daughter, Alex. “Hey Dave, I got to go. I have to pick up Alex from her swimming practice.” I said as. ”I found it strange, not just the line of questioning, but also his inability to look at me while he asked me such questions. He nodded to himself and finally let go of the wheel. He exhaled and got off, coming round the truck to grab my arm again and lead me inside. Once again, I had to hop and skip to keep up. He opened the cabin door and an enormous mass of black fur jumped on me. I found myself knocked down onto my ass for the second time today. Luckily, all the beast wanted to do was to. " You let me be the judge of when you need to cum, you're still paying for the window, don't cum until I tell you, okay?" Okay, I'll try." You'd better do more than try. Now keep that precum pumping and thrust your hips so that fat head of yours can slide between my tits." Catherine leaned forward and squeezed her tits together firmly around Eric's pumping cock. In the space of her cleavage it felt massive, she couldn't imagine what it would feel like in other places. Suddenly she felt him.