"I think that's an excellent idea, Mark," she said softly and turned round to kiss me. "I'm just a tiny bit nervous, Marky," she breathed as our lips ...touched, "So let me do this my way will you?" You know I will, Milly." Right, I'm going to have a bath and get changed, mum bought me some great stuff this afternoon, so I'm going to try it on."She moaned softly into my mouth as the hand inside her knickers crept slowly in between the cheeks of her bum."Don't, Mark, please," she whispered. "I'm. What the fuck! And then, covered by the cocked guns of the remaining two soldiers, and despite the wounded soldier’s struggles and cries she could make out that the trouserless soldier was bobbing his arse up and down on the back of the wounded soldier. She squeezed Buttercup’s hand. Although she’d often seen buggery while in Throb, it had never been as obviously non-consensual as this. Nor was this first encounter the last of the wounded soldier’s suffering, as each soldier took it in turns to. I try to push those thoughts aside, but as hard as try I cant. He pushes me his tongue into my mouth and i bite his bottom lip, giving it a slight pull. Since I am craving and thinking of HIM I just do what my mind and body imagine doing to HIM. I start to get wet and I begin to run my hands on his chest. My boyfriend begins to lift towards the counter and I cant help but gasp at the cold. Not breaking our kiss he begins to undress as do I. I look straight into his eyes and I try to say I am. I felt I could start to fuck you and gently started pushing back and forth, slowly increasing how far I pulled out and pushed back in. Soon you got used to it and it was time for Marc to do his thing. He pushed his trousers to just over his ass. You could see the sides of his toned cheeks and looking under him his large cock erect and pointing forward like a spear ready to thrust into its victim. “Fuck me with that beautiful thing of yours,” you cried out. You wanted him so bad. You wanted to.