It wasn't long before I led her hand to my zipper; she leaned in and removed my cock. Falling to her knees, She slowly wrapped her lips around it. I g...ave a sudden gasp of pleasure as her mouth closed around my cock. My hands dug into her head, pulling her closer as my hips thrust vigorously back and forth. I closed my eyes again, and she sucked hard and eagerly at my thick eight inches. I could feel the head of my prick slam the back of her throat with each powerful thrust and this excited me. I generally took it as opportunity to get thoroughly sloshed. This Friday was no different. I had managed to drag Chris way from the live music at about eleven. He was a bit reluctant at first, but when I whispered into his ear that I wanted to suck his cock and then fuck him, his reluctance vanished quickly. A few drinks had made me as horny as hell. As we arrived home, it appeared that John wasn't there. We went inside and I grabbed a few things from my bag and headed to the shower. I had. . fake. It just seems like a movie. Brenda is not beautiful. She doesn't have huge tits. She doesn't have a pneumatic ass that pumps up and down at sixty or seventy cycles per minute. She doesn't have long, slender legs, or a tiny waist. Brenda is your typical, average, housewife who's forty seven years old and has born three kids.Most of us, who've been married for a long time, know our mates. We know their quirks. We know their turn offs and their turn ons. We know what pisses them off and. At that point when Darla’s spasms ended, a second and more gentle warm glow flowed throughout her being, as if she had been imparted with the holy spirit. It was at that moment Darla instinctively knew that she had now found what she had been searching for since embarking on her strange and erotic life journey. Now, for the first time since her new passions had grown and taken control, she felt satisfied, albeit temporarily, however it had taken over ten men to do it. Yet, the feelings of.