Heat and pressure are building up inside me and I'm squeezing around your fingers."No..." Comes your reply, just and rough and ragged as I feel. I let... out a low groan, pushing back against you. "Please..." I begin soon afterwards. "Please may I come... I-I-I n-need to. Please. Please." I stutter and gasp, knowing how close I am and how I won't be able to hold off much longer. I'm denied the right to climax again and seconds later begin begging you, my words being lost and cut short by gasps and. After their first coupling, when she went out-of-her-mind with pleasure, they were resting and holding each other.“Daddy?” she asked, looking him in the eye. “Am I a bad girl?”“My dear, why would you ask such a question?”“Well, let’s make a list. First, a week ago I came here knowing that, if the Prince did not take me, I would give up my cherry to a man I did not know. Second, I gave my cherry to the Prince because I wanted it like a spoiled child, not because I loved him. Although I will. There was one guy standing at the edge of the flowerbed directly in front of me. By the bulge in his pants I could tell he had been watching me the whole time. I sent a message to Hunter telling him about the crew and he asked me if I could see the guys dick. I told him I could see the bulge in his pants but the guy wasn’t playing with himself. While I was typing the message the landscaper called another one of his buddies over to see what I was doing. I love to show off my body and like. He was extremely tall, at least six feet in comparison to her mere 5’4”. He had always been slim but well-toned. She loved to feel his muscled body on top of her. Jeremy smirked at her while he stood up to unzip his pants and remove them as well as his boxers. He kneeled on the bed between Marisa’s legs stroking his throbbing cock, gazing into her eyes with a predatory look. “Baby, why don’t you show daddy that little pussy,” he demanded softly. At those words, Marisa felt herself get soaking.