'So cur, you seem to have leaked precum all over my sheet. Another ten for that I think.'He felt her lift him by the hips and slide a cushion beneath ...his hard cock. Its case was black to highlight the accident both knew he'd have.'I didn't cum, Mistress, I wanted to, but I didn't.' cur rubbed against the cushion enjoying the softness of its velvet cover as it caressed him. 'Ohhhh, Mistress, please!' Her nails dug deep into his balls as she twisted them.'You would lose the use of these, boy if. The furniture looked well cared for, but from the 50s. The same could be said of the wallpaper. She wandered to a display near the door and rifled through the brochures of tourist attractions in the area; Visit Beech Mountain, Nantahala National Forest, DuPont State Forest, and more just like it. She picked up the one for Nantahala National Forest and began reading it when a voice cleared behind her. “May I help you miss?” Julia internally smiled to herself. “Miss” she hadn’t been called that. ” This last bit surprised me, but then Debbie was surprising me a lot tonight. As she stroked my cock up and down she whispered, “you don’t mind do you? It’s just after that story you told me about Tim, I’ve kind of being thinking about a big one.” My own cock is slightly bigger than average, about seven inches, so I didn’t really suffer from any inferiority there, but it still causes a brief flutter of unease when your wife says this. Still, given my fantasies, who was I to complain? “Let me. My sister moaned and grabbed the back of my head, pressing my face into her groin as she humped upward. I wrapped both arms around her hips to try to hold her still, resting my hands on her taut belly. I repeatedly licked slowly between her lips, almost touching her pussyhole at the nadir and just missing her clit at the top. I knew she was almost ready to come for me, but I wanted to tease her a bit first.I focused my eyes upward, looking over Megan's belly as she rolled her hips rhythmically.