" I love dirty talk and I guess I can let loose, me," please fuck me, I want you to pound my ass." he grips tight and starts speeding up, and it feels...so good. she comes over and applies some lube to run down my ass as he fucks me, he slaps my ass every now and then. me," harder!!" he tells me to give him my arms. I reach back and he grabs my wrist, then starts fucking me really hard. the smacks of his body meeting mine get louder, he pulls out and starts slapping my hole with his cock again,. I’d then said: “See you later.” and we’d gone our separate ways, she up town and me into the café. I’d then walked up to the counter to place my order and was served by Joan. Joan was middle-aged with short brown hair, a roundish face and was wearing black framed glasses. Joan had a cockney accent and was one of them what-you-see-is-what-you-get types. I really liked her. She was a nice person. Joan had then said: “How can I help you, Jules?” “Um, mug of tea with extra milk and a cheese and. ” Dont tease me lover, give me your cock, fucker, fuck meeeeee”He carried her to the bed and spread her legs wide open. He slapped her throbbing swollen pussy and gripped his cock in his hand, and guided his LUND to her CHUT. He wanted to watch her face when he slid his cock into her cunt for the first time. He pushed his cock in gently, slowly and watched her cunt-lips separate to allow his cock a free entry, a welcome with wet lips. The school teacher thrust her breasts up, and she lifted her. ’ ‘I know.’ They stood there, awe-inspired, their silence backdropped by the whisper of the breeze and the happy chirping of birds. Finally, Joe spoke again. ‘You know what I feel whenever I come here?’ Leanne looked at him questioningly. ‘Bliss.’ he said, and breathed the sweet, clean air once more, looking out to the hills. ‘Pure bliss. It’s just so serene. Happy.’ Joe smiled down at Leanne. ‘Sometimes, when I need to de-stress, I come here. I just sit down and stare for a while, let the.