We grab and reach for each other, not wanting to let go. My fingers are digging into his back, my legs wrapped tightly around him. His arms are around... me, holding me closely to him. His thrusts are deep and long, so slow and caring. I can feel the sensation building up in me, feeling myself getting closer. He senses this and moans out at the thought that he is bringing me so much pleasure. He can read my mind, “I’m so close hon. Don’t let go. Stay with me. Stay with me.” “I’m here beautiful.. If only she knew about the attack I was going to spring on her. As we ventured down we realized how steep the path was that led down to the river and decided against it. However, behind me I did see a tree and a flat patch and I pulled her over and sat down. A switch was flicked and I moved in and started kissing her. This wasn't a romantic meaningful kiss, this was an aggressive kiss that was a warning about all the things I wanted to do to her. She seemed to respond well and we made out for a. Helen let him do his fucking once a month and she gritted her teeth through the whole thing. She said he could never accuse her of not doing her wifely duty.Wes might have been meek and mild but his mind was a hotbed of lust as he finished another beer. When he'd married Helen, he'd promised to be faithful but was thrusting his aching cock between Brandy's lovely shimmering tits really being unfaithful? It wasn't actually fucking her, not in the usual manner, at least.By the time Wes finished. The initial discomfort had gone and I was loving the feeling of being absolutely stuffed. I had to have that cock in me as far as I could take it. I lifted myself up on my knees until Jason’s cock was almost all the way out of me and then I sank back down all the way until his pubic bone was pressed against my clit. I had the whole of his huge cock in me and I was in heaven. I stared at his cock as I rode it, watching how it became more and more slick with my juices with each stroke. I.