If it was up to her, having sex in a pitch, black room, she’d rather have sex with a faceless, nameless cock than with the man behind the cock. Aft...er unceasingly listening to the problems of others, her perfect man would be her sounding off board and her personal therapist for the night that she changed as often as she changed her shoes and panties. Her perfect man would be someone who wanted her as much as she wanted him for that one desperate night of groping licking, sucking, humping, and. The circles went up a little then slowly got bigger until the hand touched the bottom of her tits.By that time all the tension had gone out of Cora and she was starting to enjoy the feelings. It was a bit like having a massage at the spa that she and her friends had gone to about a year ago, but this hand belonged to a man.The circles got bigger, taking in her whole breasts and the front of her slit. She’d gasped when the hand slowly moved over her nipples and again when it rubbed over her. He pulled out of my pussy and put it in again, a bit quicker this timeusing my left-over cum and his spit as lubrication. Soon he had half ofhis cock in my pussy. He pulled out a bit and thrust into me again hard.His whole cock felt amazing inside me. Michael felt his balls smackagainst my ass and he didn't even need to look down. He knew he had hisfull length inside me. He lost all control as he fucked me wildly,putting all of his cock into me then back out in quick, hard thrusts asfast as he. It is very obvious that they are much more intelligent. Both can receive thoughts from others and project themselves strongly. There is a lot of other things that you do not know and I think it is time you found out." What sort of things?" A small demonstration is good for a start. Don't get squeamish on us though. It will look far worse than it is. There is no danger."Sandra got a small dish towel and laid in on the table. A quick flick of a very sharp knife had Margaret almost faint. She was.