She gasped and clung to him tighter. Her nerve endings were on fire, sending signals of pleasure off to her brain every time he shifted, touched her, ...kissed her. She shook slightly and couldn’t catch her breath. He was stealing it from her, leaving her as a breathless mush beneath him. She felt incredibly feminine, wanted, and him, he was masculine, and for one of the first times, she wanted him to be dominant. She waited patiently for him to take it to the next step, but he never did. After. I knew it might cause her to lose respect for me, but decided to take that chance and live with the results. Lou Ann, on the other hand, wanted to tell me all about a dress she picked out to wear in Las Vegas to David Copperfield's show. She went on and on about picking it out all by herself and how grown up it made her look. With her little body, which was about the size of a small eleven year old, with just a hint of breasts, whatever dress she might wear wouldn't show curves that didn't. .....fuck me..... fuck me hard, harder......HARDER ooooohhhhh shit fuck me ........keep it going , keep it going ..... I am cumming again..........f.....u......c....k........me. That was fantastic – a mini-multiple.He had said nothing and almost at the moment I had relaxed after one of my best orgasms – he came.I could feel him going really hard and fast which had bought me on and I had cum, then he slowed down and I could feel the difference in his cock inside me ---- he was grunting and each. Heath put his hands possessively on Lisa's hips as they got into the food line."What's wrong, John?" Mary Jo asked as she sat down.I nodded toward the line."Oh, shit!" she breathed. Where's Kenny?" I haven't seen him yet, but I agree with your sentiment." There he is," she pointed. "He's with Missy." She looked surprised."Good, she found him," I said, relieved."What's going on, John?" Mary Jo was visibly concerned."Bobby and Betty Lou saw Lisa and Heath kissing on Saturday. Bobby told us about.