I devoured her with delight. She was wet like a sponge and a pleasure to eat. I bit her cunt lips and she pleaded to be harder. 2-3 mins and her legs ...contracted hard around my head. I was literally buried between her fleshy thighs. She had a loud first climax. Then I allowed her to undress completely and then me too. We moved to the kitchen. I asked her to make some juice. The condition – no clothes. Only an apron around her front. She looked really yummy this way. My hand never left her a. My dominant personality seemed to bring me more girlfriends than I could really use. But I always thought the only thing better than a submissive girl is a submissive boy. And what really turns me the fuck on is to take something precious and submissive and to transform it into my own little fuck toy. Remember when we met? You thought you were so manly and tough – but that first night you let me wrestle you to the ground and force myself on you. It got me so fucking hot that I dragged your. " Ok, and thank you," replied Kyle, handing over another, trying to bepolite as he now figured this wasn?t so bad."It?s my pleasure, and you?re such a delight, Allison," said Betty as sheworked. "You?re hair isn?t that dusky so I can do that in a singleprocess, which will freak out your mother less than a double, which Iwill not do on a girl as young as you. Once we get there, I can mix in afew mini-ropes or a waterfall or even a bump and just lift it all with aseries of wefts. That?s a prom. Different from a quick flare of passion, this heat was slow-building and deep, the kind of fire that builds white-hot coals, a searing heat, a shim- mering white heat from a furnace of molten lava. The heat of a woman whose nerves are filled with flowing fire. He released her, and as the tension in her body burned, he reached one hand up to her face and caressed her flushed cheek- bone. His hand felt cool upon her face. Her mouth hung slightly open. Her hands slowly ran up either thigh and met.