I triggered a strong one by pulling on her nipples. Her moans rippled through my cock. All of my senses were overwhelmed. She retched as I shot my loa...d against her tonsils. We both went into such violent orgasmic convulsions that I don't know how we stayed connected. The storm gradually passed and she lay heavily on top of me, her chest heaving against my belly.She turned around and snuggled against my hairy chest. "Wow, Dad, wherever did you learn to eat pussy like that? You nearly sucked me. " What else do you have planned? Besides the mind blowing sex you're gonna get later?" You'll see." He said with a knowing grin.The waiter took their order and they sipped the wine while talking. They talked with a renewed interest in each other, like nothing else in the world mattered. Holding hands, sitting across from each other. Phil loved the sparkle in her eyes. The way her smile lights up a room. Lights up his soul. Listening to her talk, her voice like an angel to him. He sat there and. But he is a nice lover. He always brings home the groceries for Rosalie, you get what I'm saying? Gets my toes curling and my pubes stickin' straight out. "Both of us were laughing. That was the thing about being Rosalie's lover. We had to stop sex a lot because she made me laugh so hard."But here is the deal with me. It's really hard for me to see my man with another woman. When I see him kissing her, part of me wants to put a butcher knife about five inches into her back and his, too. It's. Her erratic stroking and squeezing of his cock as she slipped her cunt to satisfaction only served to increase the broken male's pleasure, his balls edging and receding while Hortense moaned above him, the broken rhythm of her hand unconsciously creating an exquisite ritual of denial. She sighed and giggled softly as she surfaced from her pleasure, sliding forward slightly again to invite Hammond's tongue to caress her asshole once more, and resuming the rhythmic stroking of his cock.'There!.