Just one syllable, but coming from him, nearly cracks my soul open. I still. I pull him towards me so his back is up against my belly and, sitting bac...k on my heels, I guide him down onto me, letting him set the pace.“Slowly, slowly” I croon, stroking his back to soothe him, “push out a little where it stings.” He looks back at me, his eyes are hooded and dull with arousal.“It’s okay, nothing bad will happen,” I promise. My arm is around his chest, holding him securely, as I feel him softly give. Then she met Damian at her favourite bookstore. Usually, she was alone in the horror section quietly searching through shelf after shelf of worn and dingy paperbacks. It was rare she ever found exactly what she was looking for but regardless she always ended up walking out with a big bag of books that smelled like her grandma's attic.He was just standing there holding a copy of "The Hunger" by Whitley Strieber and appeared to be looking through a stack of Andrew Neiderman books when suddenly he. ’ I kissed her again, ‘… and it certainly doesn’t mean I won’t get you off… you know? If you promise to get me off.’ I smiled wide as she rolled her hips toward me, sliding her supple ass off the tile and into the pool. Her body sank into the cool water in front of me, her arms falling around my shoulders. She pulled her head back to look at me and we shared a giggle together. My eyes opened wide, realizing I forgot something. ‘Oh God, I hope this doesn’t ruin things, but before I met you I. Think my baby girl loves the black cock, Momma approved All I could do was half moan and nod an affirmative as the thrusting continued. I was beginning to feel faint as Marcus had his way with my pussy. Each thrust in I could feel him hit a magic spot in me, and I knew I close to cumming. Faith snuck her hand in between us and started rubbing my clit. That was the final straw and my legs shot out and I shook through an intense orgasm. It rolled from my crotch all the way up to my head and down.