...He sucked on one nipple, and then the other, kneading her firm round breasts with hands that shook with the force of his lust. Gosh, it felt so goo... to touch her, to taste her. Just like in his wildest dreams. His mouth slid down to her navel, even as his fingers hitched into the hem of her panties and slid them down her legs. Pushing them even further apart than ever, he bared her fleshy little pussy to his starved gaze. It was the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen.Max had been with. She wrapped her legs around me, raised herself up, positioned my dick against her sopping pussy with one hand, and, with a quick motion, fully impaled herself on me. She wrapped her arms around me and began bouncing up and down on my shaft, kissing me hard and deep.I grabbed her butt, squeezing hard as she humped and ground against me. It only took a short time before my Swedish whirlwind began groaning loudly and arched her back hard, grinding into me as her pussy spasmed. When her orgasm had. As she got older, she would come up to our house and stay the weekend. I would look forward to her visits more and more as she grew older. Sometime around age 13 she started to develop into a beautiful young woman but she still sat on my lap during each visit. I don't know if her mother or my wife said something, but around age 15 she stopped our little ritual of sitting on my lap.One weekend shortly after her 16th birthday, she was spending the weekend with us. I had the glorious fortune of. I saw him motion to me to follow. Well, this is where the rubber was about to meet the road, I thought. Would I pull into a rest stop because a handsome man smiled at me? No, how foolish and dangerous! Every thought in my head said no! But my body was hearing none of that, there was something inside me that had more power than my head. My directional went on and my eyes widened in shock. I was actually following him! In my wildest fantasy I would never do this, why now? It’s my awaking, working.