She could sense it growing. She knew it was there, alive like an animal, like a terrified beast seeking solace from a dreaded hunter. The beast hid in... first one corner of her twat, and then laid flat on the bottom of the cave, and then it stood up and reared his head outwards, as if to challenge all comers: "Fuck me! Fuck me! See if you can fuck me!"She felt it growing stronger, more needy, hornier. She needed something inside her devilishly hot bod. She needed it soon. Which would have been. I licked clean his thighs but didnt wanted to lick his cock. It was hard at that time but i felt that was my limit. I looked up to him and he grabbed me by my hair, shoved my face into his cock. i had to hid it and soon his cock was rock hard. He grabbed me and took me to the bed, threw me there. Then he got onto me and kissed me. He asked me to open my mouth and shoved his cock in. I wasnt able to take even 1/3 of his cock in my mouth it was big. He was fucking my mouth, soon he was able to. Rose didn’t falter, but instead sped up her stroking. She could feel and see that Will was about to come, and quickly she took one of the empty glasses from the table, and slightly painfully forced Will’s erect cock to a more horizontal position. He gripped the table as he began to spurt his cum into the glass. Rose took her cum-smeared hand from underneath the table, and with a glance at Will and Pete, she turned to look at the couple at the other table as she slowly and lasciviously. . (Please attach rest of story... )INTRO #2: I spread apart those well turned legs looking for that divine honey pot that I knew was sure to be there. My practiced eye traveled up one leg until I spotted it. Sure enough, "Miller's Honey Box" was stamped on the side and I knew I had found another antique treasure from the 1920's. The sturdy little piece of furniture had stood quietly in the back of the store... (Please attach rest of story... )INTRO #3: It was a dark and stormy night... (On.