I giggled to myself and pranced again in front of the mirror. Good thing he doesn’t know who is right next to him ‘cause this cougar would take hi...m down in a heart beat. I heard him removing his jeans and simply couldn’t help myself. I had to peek. I covered my mouth and set my eye near the hole and looked up. He was looking the other way so there was no way for him to see me looking at him. I scanned his shoulders and back and he was looking mighty fine and definitely over eighteen, maybe.. Blackwell's door was so thick and virtually soundproof because I tested it that day. As my juices gushed out like a Yellowstone geyser, I proceeded to do my best to tear my chair apart. I wrenched on the arms clawed and scratched at the material and rocked the thing till it nearly turned over on me. Mr. Blackwell had wisely stepped back a bit, although he watched me carefully as I went through my sexual hell in case I was to hurt myself. I poured out what felt like gallons of pussy juice onto. 'Please, Daddy, please stop, I'm going to cum soon.' He had no intentions of stopping; well not until he had me right on the edge of the most amazing orgasm and then he stopped.I was panting and breathing extremely heavily. He let my cock slip out of his mouth before picking my legs up and pinning them towards my chest, he then started to use his tongue to get my hole nice and wet. It was a whole new level of pleasure I'd never experienced before. This was the first feminine groan I let out and. "As we held each other tightly, my cock started getting hard again and was pressing against Marry's ass. "John, stop it," she said and moved away. Then another bolt of thunder hit nearby, and she was once again begging me to hold her. This time she did not move away as my cock touched her asshole. As Marry cuddled against me, I held her tight as she was shivering with fear as the storm continued. My right arm was around her waist, and then I slowly moved my hand to cup her breast. She did not.