My dick was half-way in that bright-smiling mouth of hers, and I wanted every drop to land in there, chocolate mess and all.My hips rolled and jizz sp...urted out of me, as Meshawn's lips held me in place. To her horny credit, she didn't pull back or let me go, accepting a half-dozen shots of hot semen, which I pictured flowing on her tongue and coating her inside cheeks. "Ahh, yes. Yes, yes, yes. Hot cream, taste my hot cream, baby. Mmm. Mmm. Taste my spunk." Damn, I was spent. She let me go, and. We both were in the heaven then. I hold her hair and pushed her head for deep throats. She was not even breathing easily. Then I make her sit on my face and I sucked her pussy, bite the pussy lips. She was shouting in excitement. After some minutes she holds my dick and rubbed it again. This time she was using her long and silky hair to rub my dick. That was feeling so good. What a bitch I have got we both enjoyed foreplay for a long time and then the real game started. I lied on the bed and. ‘What about him?’ Craig asked. ‘Are you okay?’ She didn’t answer, so he changed topic. ‘Are you singing tonight?’ ‘Marina said I could join her, if I didn’t fancy going up alone.’ She replied brightly, ‘I might need a few more of these though!’ She rattled the ice at the bottom of her empty glass. Subtle hint taken, Craig went to the bar. ‘Look after her tonight.’ Marina said as she served their drinks. ‘I’ve a bad feeling about him and I’m sure she’s covering up bruises.’ Craig said he would,. And that’s when Kevin Westcott turned my life upside down. I tried to push thoughts of him from my mind as I drove home. Pulling into the driveway, I saw the lights inside were still on. I parked my car in the spare spot next to the garage and went inside. Just as I opened the door, my son Toby rushed into my arms. I picked him up and spun him around, both of us giggling. Emily, my daughter, was always a little more reserved, but she still gave me a warm hug. These two children are the reason.