He did not change pace or rhythm, but kept fucking her deeply: a powerful thrust in, a slow withdrawal and then another powerful thrust in. She maneuv...red to try to achieve the longed-for release, trying to hold him deep inside but he still withdrew. She tried to speed up her own meeting of his thrusts but he held steady. She tried to get on top so she could control the pace, but he held her more firmly, fucking her steadily, intentionally, systematically. She did not know how long he held her. She asked me again which she should wear, and I suggested the shorts. Truth be told, it was because she had absolutely gorgeous legs, and the skirt would be too long to show them, not to mention that the tank top would leave quite a bit more of her upper body uncovered than the blouse.She headed back out of my bedroom, giving me a chance to get up and dress myself. I wore a casual pair of slacks, and a lightweight, button-down shirt, similar to what I usually wore every day.Normally I jogged on. And have you leave his pants wet just from you grinding one him Face me showing him that big ass;-)*I want u to spank me again harder the min u catch his eye on my ass again. I start riding u like no tomorrow and have u in between my breast and sucking my nipples like u doo! Mmm biting and sucking. I could really smell the hot sex now! And just before I come I slide of quickly and get back to sucking ur dick this time I get the ice cube and rub it all over ur dick before I slid on again. With. Did he just say that or had I imagined the last bit? “Would you want me to?” Inwardly I groaned. Maybe one day I would attend one of these courses for flirting.Suddenly earnest he sat down next to me on the sofa. “Only if you want it. Don't think you have to, just because you are staying with me.”Slowly I shook my head. Paying for a stay with a fuck? That thought would never occur to me. 'Yes, because you would have to give change' the little voice in my head piped up and I closed my eyes. How.