“If you think you are ready enough.” He replied.“Take my jeans off.” She said.She loved watching the look of determination on his face as he s...ruggled to remove the tight fitting jeans from her legs, all the time pretending that this was normal for him, as though he’d done it lots of times before.After he realised that her boots were still on he had to stop with the jeans and remove her footwear first. She started to feel sorry for the guy. It was comical the amount of time it took him to strip. He stood up, then proceeded to work his cock in and out of me. The sensations were incredible. “There ya go, that’s’ my boy,” said Larry as my moans grew louder with the steady pounding I was getting.That night Larry fucked me for hours. My ass had fully adjusted to his cock, but it was getting sore from constant pounding. As I was riding him, I could see daybreak had begun. As much as I was enjoying it, I was ready for Larry to cum. My ass was loose and sore, and I was physically tired after. Her back arched so much that her whole pelvis left the chair – I nearly lost my balance, but somehow recovered and delivered a final thrust with all the force and weight that I could manage, holding it deep inside her rather than withdrawing it, and pumping the valve so that the dildo tip vibrated in a series of pulsing jerks. She gave a long howling shriek, screaming that she was coming, and then I pulled the face-cock out on the recoil as she released my head, after which she collapsed back. “I want to see a Scottish cunt,” she whispered. “Have you curls?”I swallowed and managed to croak, “Yes.”“Show me.” Her eyes sparkled and she licked her lips as I slowly stood up, unzipped my skirt and let it fall to my ankles. My purple cotton panties were soaked. I knew she could see the shape of my lips through the sodden material.She leant forward, not breaking eye contact and gazed up at me as she stuck her tongue out and ran it over the wet cotton. Her fingers gripped the elastic and.