Imagining the feel of it. In the dim light your back looks like a field the morning after it snowed all night and before anyone had tracked across it.... I want to be the first one. I want to be the first to touch that freshness. That beauty. Have it for my own. I reach forward and my lips meet your skin, just below your left shoulder blade. Your skin is warm, like a bed on a stormy Sunday morning. I melt. I am touching you, but just the feel of your skin under my lips makes me melt. I kiss. Then I can unwind,” she said.Effren sat in silence sipping his water for another five minutes. His mother finished up, shutting down her lap top.“Let’s have a seat on the couch. I haven’t seen you much lately,” Jessica said, pulling a somewhat hesitant Effren along.Snuggling up next to him, she grabbed his arm, putting it around her. They watched TV for a bit. “Juicy J is sitting next to me. I have my arm around her,” Effren thought to himself, chuckling out loud. Luckily the show was amusing,. My heart races and my ass tightens.She lubes up her monster cock moves in pressing it against my tight asshole. Then, she stops, holding it against my opening. Oh my God, just do it already!She must have read my mind and plunges past my tightly-clenched opening with one push. I don't know enough expletives to adequately describe this previously-unexperienced pain. My eyes lose focus and I pant out the pain. "Try to relax, bitch," she says. "The pain should subside."The first semi-supportive. * * * * Helen was beginning to think the riding crop might have been a mistake. It had been fun presenting it to Frank wrapped in a pink bow - the look on his face was priceless but now suspended bare bottom uppermost over the back of the arm-chair she was not so sure. It had been rather exciting at first until, using two scarves Frank had tied her wrists to the front legs of the chair. Flimsy restraints to be sure but enough to keep her fixed across the head-board at the mercy of.