Becky asked "can you take it out please." She kneeled nude between my legs pulling at my shoes. Once she had them off she pulled at my pants. I remind...ed her that John was sitting five feet away. She said he is ok with everything, plus he is sleeping. He did have his eyes closed. I asked "if he wakes?" She replied that he won't. I let her take my pants and underwear. Becky said "I knew you'd have a nice one. Yummy."She sealed her lips around my head and swabbed it with her tongue. Licking at my. Her wetness coated my shaft and made it glisten in the afternoon sunlight. I pulled out of her until just the tip was lodged in the entrance to her cunt, then slowly slid my prick back up into the young girl, the tightness of her pussy walls caressing and milking my cock. I wanted to take my time. This is my favorite position, as I could caress. her round, fleshy ass and it felt so good against my thighs and lower belly as I move my cock in and out of her tight, young slit. I know, too, that. After a split second of eye contact, Nicole pulled me down, pressing my body into her own, and her lips met mine once again. We kissed, at first softly, then deeply, and playfully, biting and sucking on each other’s lips. We kissed for seconds, minutes, maybe even an hour. It seemed like an eternity.I gently moved Nicole's soft, chocolate brown hair away from her neck. I moved my mouth from her lips, leaving a trail of soft kisses across her jawline, finally reaching her neck. I teased her,. With eyes closed, he savored the sensation of her steaming fluids. His fleshy tool explored her neither region with new sensitivity. Patrick opened his eyes to look down at his wife’s alabaster back. Her straight, black hair draped across her curving form, the long strands reaching all the way to her bum. He grasped her shoulders firmly and picked up the pace. Cock pounding pussy. Man fucking woman. Stud breeding bitch. This is how marital relations were supposed to be. Francis started.