Okay,” she said. She sat up and crawled to gently let herself down on his hard chest. Her breasts crushed and she suddenly remembered him describing... being on top of the girls as being on a pillow sometimes. That made a lot of sense, now.“Come kiss me,” he said.“I thought I was supposed to -”“Come kiss me,” he interrupted. “Don’t worry about the rest. Just let it happen naturally.”“I don’t do this naturally,” she said.“Then just kiss me and feel good,” he said.The kiss calmed her enough that she. The slightest movement of the sheet was like pure electricity.Ryan's hands continued to move upward against the muscles in her lower thighs. Fingers traced alternately over the sheet, touching lightly, then firmly. Fingers rolling under her hands slowly as he grabbed handfuls of her desire. Ryan's nails lightly scratched against her softness. Ryan was in her, entranced, Ilea's reactions to his touch. A symphony of ecstasy; her body was the choir, the strings, the combined beating of their. I had never considered it an option before that night but as I looked at his hard muscular body I wanted him inside me as much as I had ever wanted anything. It was an exciting yet frightening idea for me. I was at heart a family man. I was married with c***dren and I had always considered myself straight but something had clicked when I first saw him at the bar several hours earlier. I wasn't physically attracted to him but I was sexually drawn to him in a way that was raw, primal and. .well, all it did was making me squirt my juice on her face! What can I say, her tongue knows how to make me cum, licking all the folds of my sweet pussy, sucking on the lips and tongue fucking me. My cunt was aching for a cock. I pushed Mr R on his back and got on top of him, grabbed his cock and buried it deep in my hole. Miss K got on all four, with her pussy above Mr R's head so he could lick her clit, and my man's cock quickly found the way to her slit. I went for a slow ride on Mr R's.