She wouldn’t talk to him about the attack. And she wouldn’t let him do anything more than hold her and kiss her tenderly every now and then. When ...he would try to deepen a kiss to let her know he loved her and wanted her, she would pull back from him. It was worrying him. That and the fact that the police had never turned up any leads on her attacker’s whereabouts. One night, Charles realized that he was going to have to confront Diana. Lynda had come by that evening to check on them about six. She held her breath, and rubbed her lips over the dripping head, very lightly.Jimmy gasped, his hand squeezing her full tit hard.The wet heat of her son’s cock surprised her, made her lips tingle. She tried to make herself think that he pissed with this cock, tried to stop herself from what she wanted to do. But her tongue slipped out, touched his wet piss- hole lightly, then slowly circled the smooth, swollen head. She was surprised and delighted at how smooth and hot the head of his cock was. “Oh, yeah, fuck my tight ass,” I screamed. “Eat my wet pussy,” I begged him. He continued until the orgasm subsided. “Oh, that ass is nice and wide now,” the man said as he licked around my hole. “You can fuck her if you want until I get back,” my husband stated. The man wasted no time in sliding into my pussy. He slid in easily since I was damn wet. I had been denied an orgasm for hours, then given three inside of an hour. I’m sure I reeked of sex. The man fucking me undid the ties on my. Max kept her steady with his arm at her waist. He nibbled her ear, licked her neck. His stubble grazed her sensitive skin. He worked his way back to her lips, pressing soft kisses along her chin, her cheeks.“God, you feel good,” he whispered against her mouth.Tess shoved her hands between their bodies and tugged the button open on his pants. She went to work on his zipper, yanking it down. Her hand delved inside his briefs and she found him, hot and hard. “So do you,” she said.“Jesus, Tess.”.