You have a smile on your face and happiness in your brown eyes.You ask how my day is going, I tell you OK, but you sense that something is off.You ask... again, remind me that I told you I would always be honest, so I mention the problems but say it is no big deal.I am home alone for the week, something that doesn’t happen often. Working in the basement alone gets depressing, but seeing your pictures always brightens my day.I tell you I have several other calls and you are busy at work, so we. "At least you give decent head for a first-timer."As my smallish manhood withered, shriveling back between my legs, some big part of the thrill vanished. A revulsion at myself washed over my body, only inertia keeping me in my place, an inability to abruptly assert myself. It was too late for that, too late for the chance to do anything other than hope he finished quickly.I could swallow less now, causing him to place his hands on my head, forcing me back down his oversized cock. Only now, it. Her breathing was getting faster and he could tell by the way her pussy twitched and her hips rode his fingers she was getting close."Oh, please! Let me come!" She begged him to get her off, but he slowed his strokes and pulled his fingers from her desperate sex. Adam sucked his fingers clean, tasting her excitement, the very essence of her sex."Not yet, I have something even better for you." Shelby let out a frustrated cry before she got herself under control. She knew that "something better". She raised her now dripping fingers from her pussy and looked emptily at her fingers, then to the reflection in the mirror. Slowly, watching herself in the mirror, she parted her lips, brought her hand to her mouth, and one by one sucked her pussy juice off each finger. She spread her legs a little more, and lowered both hands to her pulsing cunt and began furiously masturbate her aching pussy. As her orgasm began building in her body, her knees became weak, and with both of her hands busy, she.