I then just opened my mouth again, inviting her to shove his dick back in; so I began sucking again very hard and fast.After a while, she pulled out m...oved down between my legs.She lifted my ankles up to her shoulders and lubed up her cock.I closed my eyes as I felt this bitch was slowly entering my tiny ass.I felt sore at first but pain soon turned to pleasure. Before I knew it she was all the way in and then she stared fucking me slowly…She increased her pace and soon I was crying in tears and. Raising her chin and digging the back of her head into the pillow, still gripping the cover tightly pressed to her mouth, she glanced behind her, eyes darting side to side. Releasing the breath she unconsciously held, her body went limp. She tried to feel the presence ... shutting her eyes tight ... straining so hard her head throbbed ... but she felt nothing. What the hell happened last night? Was it a dream? Did Professor Hill molest me? She shivered remembering the professor's look when he. Since our daughter got married and moved away a few years ago, we have been adjusting to being empty-nesters. We had a great sex life from the beginning of our marriage, with only a few lulls as we aged into our forties. Oral sex was always a big part of our sex, but I always enjoyed eating her out more than she enjoyed sucking my cock. I had been infrequently going to porn sites for most of our marriage, with Sharon’s knowledge, and that interest intensified during times when our sex was less. Her pink nipples were stood proud and he could see the wetness of her pussy juices reflected in the light. She stuck her tongue out at him, and put her head back down on the headrest.“When can I get dressed?” Anne asked. “Not till we get home I’m afraid, you can eat your fries.” was Eddie’s reply.Secretly she’d hoped that would be his answer. As she rested back, her hand traced down to rest on her upper thigh. She could feel her pussy getting wetter as they passed lorries and coaches, wondering.