"So much better than a lifeless and cold substitute," Salomé realizes silently, and glories in feeling her lover slowly and blissfully fill her compl...etely. The tenfold improvement of the real compared to the fake has as much to do with the man possessing it as its dimensions and liveliness and heat.Their kiss ends at the final filling of her pussy. They gaze at each other with amazement as they squeeze and rub together, pubic bone against pubic bone, and play with interior muscles.When she. The tall guy lingered for quite a while, smiling at me and denying the need for any help. He moved away from souvenirs and focused instead on some highly philosophical books, which was disappointing, since it was the farthest he could get from my counter. Maybe he didn’t like me. The thought was a bit depressing. Then at 9 I saw Daniel had started his shift, and I was excited again. God, he looked nice! I loved his dirty blond hair and hazel eyes, and the shirt he was wearing today really. They loved the freedom, and the erotic under-current that was constantly in their minds, when they were naked together. The possibility that, at any moment, they could be engaged in some sexual activity, lent interest to the most boring of days. The activity they had anticipated for this evening, was now postponed until Friday night, so they were somewhat at loose ends. A knock at the door sent them scurrying for their robes, always available for this kind of emergency."Girls, can I come in?". ”Instead, dad jumped off and ran to the front door, locking it and preventing anybody from coming in. His cock was now limp, long, thick, moist and large drops spilled off the heavy head. It was swaying back and forth and to the sides as he hopped across the room. Nobody could now get in.Nor out.And we were still hiding behind the sofa, almost visible. “No,” said mom. “We got to go to the bedroom. Now.” I wondered why she wanted to go to the bedroom directly after having fucked. A question mark.