I’d like to make you cum. So I wanna eat you before you go away.? ?Yes, of course.? Ashley was glad what she had heard and moved to a ...ofa by the wall. She put her head on the soft armchair without fixing her clothes. John was glad that everything was going like he had planned and was between her legs in a moment. The guy liked that the girl spread her legs herself like a well-trained pet and he lowered her head to her moist pussy. John wanted to tease her more and just blew on. No, Sir." Don't lie, girl. You'll earn yourself a spanking." Please," the helpless husband pleaded. "Can't I just go to the sparebedroom?" You'll be there soon enough," Rod assured him. "But right now I wantyou around. I can always use a good laugh. Let's see you squat waydown. Yeah. Just like that. Now show us how you can duckwalk. HA!Look at you waddle. Just when I think you can't look more ridiculousthan you usually do, we try something new and it turns out I was wrong.Now stick. Your pinned between me and the sink, there’s nowhere for you to go. You wouldn’t leave even if you could. You raise your head to look at me in the mirror. I see your eyes, the need to be royally fucked is so obvious. With that, I give us what we both need. I slam into you hard, burying myself in one thrust. I hold myself there to feel the tightness and heat of your pussy. Fuck, it feels like heaven. I withdraw nearly completely, barely keeping myself inside the one place I want to be. I slam in. It matches your gentle eyes, your skin, even the way you always wear your hair pulled back.’ The new boy tilted his head as he examined Kriss. ‘Always?’ Kriss was confused, had the new boy been watching him? The two were suddenly silent. The silence ended and the crowd in the café suddenly resumed its gibberish-like upheaval, that was so gentle one could hardly call it a string of multiple conversations. But, the funny thing was, the upheaval had taken a new topic. The crowd no longer talked.