..maybe another evening...". He withdraws his fingers from me and reaches them towards my clit, rubbing gently until he hears me moan in pleasure. "No..., not yet, girl... But come and find me nearer the end of the evening and I may consider giving you some relief, if you've been good." Perhaps a man asks me to bring him a glass of wine and a bottle of lube. I bring him the requested items and he orders me to turn around, bend over with my legs straight and rest my forearms on the footstool. This. "Yes, the woman has a good mouth, Dad" he commented nonchantly to Greg, as if he was talking about the performance of a car. "But she has yet to show how good she is with her cunt!"Julie moaned softly again hearing William's words. She could tell that she was pleasing him, but to be referred to in such a manner re-enforced her feeling of defeat. She continued with her steady rhythm, as she felt his hands reach for her swollen breasts. Her own hands reached up to gently hold at his hips, so she. She bobbed and sucked and licked everything off his pulsating shaft. She tried to deep-throat him, but the head was just too big. Her hands cupped and fondled his heavy ball-sack, coaxing it to make another big load for her to drink. She begged him silently to cum, to fill her with his jizz.Candy mounted her son's head, gave him her maternal pussy to enjoy. The smell of sex overpowered him. He sank into a sexual stupor, licking his mother's clit and probing her openings with the tip of his. The ad read: “ Rough Fuck wanted, I don't want to know your name or where you work or any of that bullshit. I just need you to show up and get fucked. I will tell you what to do and you will do it or leave. That simple, no cuddles or hugging, Just raw fucking.” I really didn't expect any responses, but that ad was the beginning to a very sexually active time in life.The next day Friday at two pm, I checked my mail and there was a message that simply had the name of a park, by the pond at eight.