I start to kiss the right side of her neck as I slide my hands down the front of her skirt and into her knickers. I never get used to how wet she gets... I trace my middle finger along the lips of her pussy, teasing her. So wet. I just want to use my tongue and taste her and have her all over my face. I love the way her pussy tastes. The thought makes my cock throb even harder. She mumbles a few words down the phone and then slams it down.‘Someone will see.’ She breathes.I know her well enough to. For Pete this wet dream was his first since being a spotty teenager of fourteen and dreaming of his tutor at school who was in her mid thirties and a real sexy looking woman; the last time Jan had such a wet dream was the day before she married Pete; imaging how her honeymoon would be. Not that she was a virgin when she married and by the way she and Pete had often had sex before they were married.Both felt embarrassed to admit to the other that they had these wet dreams and it was almost. I screamed in pain once more. And once more he bottomed out. He only paused for a second or two this time before pulling out. Then he started fucking me like that, slamming his entire huge cock into me all the way now, bottoming out painfully inside of me with each stroke.Each stroke hurt a little less as my body gradually became numb. I tried not to think about what damage he might be doing to me. It's too horrible to contemplate. After those first few violent strokes I didn't scream anymore.. ”“Pul-please call me Nathan,” he mumbled from between her plump melons.She rubbed the back of his head and smiled as she pushed her breasts tighter against his face. “Oh, Nathan.”Hershey grabbed Nathan by the tie, pulling him up from his chair and led him to the office couch. “Come here, naughty boy.”She stopped him and together they pulled his suit jacket off before she pulled his tie from around his collar and tossed it aside. Nathan hurriedly removed his shirt and trousers and kicked his.