The terror and panic of being hunted. The hardship of braving the elements on this journey. How could she have so many tears left? And how could she h...ave any for this? It was sex, and it was meaningless. She’d fucked and been fucked, and it was never pretty, and often downright cruel, and she was absolutely no stranger to being used and then scorned, or outright cast aside. And it had never, not once, cut her this deeply. Why? Why now? Because, for all the callousness she’d been treated with,. She was moaning quite loud. I continued to lap at her pussy and made her ejaculate her juices all over my face. I then moved back and took my Lund in one hand and parted her now excited pussy lips with the other, and I slowly penetrated her. I fucked her good and hard and she was yelping like a puppy. (Oh man, it was really unbelievable). I could not believe my luck. We then changed positions and this time she was on all fours and I managed to ram my Lund into her tight cunt. She went crazy,. ” She gazed into his eyes, sweetly, and as she did she smiled that naïve like soft and gentle smile of hers. He knew he loved that look. Her eyes, her cheeks, and her lips appeared soooo fragile and young looking he told himself that it was hard to believe she was a 28 year old woman. Slim and slightly busty, she was an every man’s woman he thought. She put her arms around him and unexpectedly gave him a loving like hug. Spencer loved how she felt and smiled. He felt as if he was the one who. She started moaning and I decided to step up a gear. I took her clit between my lips and gently sucked and licked it. Her climax started to build so quickly and she started breathing more quickly and deeply. She told me to finger her so I inserted one then two fingers into her hot, soaking wet snatch. I started pumping her pussy with my fingers while continuing to suck her clit. She began grinding her pussy into my face as her climax got closer. After a minute or so of this she had become.