I let my middle finger rub against it, teasing and torturing you. I could feel your pussy muscles contracting again. Then I felt a rush of hot liquid ...as I could feel you start to climax again.I pulled my wet hand out of your throbbing pussy and stood up. I reached down and picked up your right leg and bent it upwards as I grasped my hard cock and guided it to the entrance of your wet pussy. As the head of my hard cock entered your soaking wet hot pussy, I put my wet fingers to your lips. I. No wonder Jenny likes it so much.” She looked up at him and grinned with weary happiness. “Fuck, Danny, your shirt is soaked.”“That’s all you, Kelly. So is my face and tongue.” He pulled the shirt off, and dropped the sodden fabric on the floor, where it landed with a wet sound.“Baby, when I came… I love sucking your cock, Danny, love the taste of your cum. I love to swallow it, but a lot of girls talk about spitting it out, or just jacking a guy off on her tits, or in her hands. But I love. But we did make friends with the forest a****ls, rabbits, snakes, butterflies, deer, ladybugs, and the like. Any thing that moved was a part of the forest and a part of us. I was very adept at climbing trees and using foliage as camouflage. I swear, no one could see me, not even my closest family members and friends.But one day, along comes Lynereu. I knew right off she was an elf. If truth be known, it’s the ears that give them away, but don’t tell her I said that ha, ha! I could see she was a. Laya was so sexy. And everyone knew it, especially her. She's 5'8 120 pounds with sexy blonde hair and bright blue eyes and the fullest, plumpest lips that I just want to suck on every time I see them. Layla and I did everything together. Up until one day though Layla and I had only ever made out, drunkenly, as a dare. But we were attracted to each other and we both knew it. During the hot summers when my parents would be away in France Layla and I would be laying naked poolside rubbing body.