Have you ever looked at one of those collections of Erotica in the local Barnes & Noble? No, not the collected letters to Penthouse magazine, that’s... porn. I’m talking about the ones with diaphanously covered nude women on the covers, which have noteworthy editors proud to be associated with such fine volumes, and are full of supposedly artistic, serious, award-winning authors you’ve never heard of. The stories in those things deal with people’s feelings about flowers or sunshine while they. Russell's pussy was soaked, coating his face with her juices, and her fully erect clit seemed to be begging for attention. He flicked at it with his tongue and Mrs. Russell cried out. "Oh yes David, that's it, do my clit," she gasped. David smiled, the tables were turning and he was gaining control now. He teased her for with a couple more quick flicks and Mrs. Russell groaned loudly. "You're doing that on purpose David," she groaned, "just teasing me." David chuckled into her pussy, and gave. She is a bit older than me, brunette, B sized breasts covered only by her oversized t-shirt, going down her tight body down to her tight shaved pussy and long soft legs. I grab her sweet bubble of an ass, but theres no time for that much fun, ofcourse, sunday morning, its time for church. But today we have plans for a special time at church, so she wears a dress, no panties. I just go in a nice shirt and pants.When we get there its just the usuall, we talk to the preacher for a minute and then. I started to kneel down in front of him as he rose to standing, but he stopped me, holding me up against the wall.“I just want to be inside you. I need you now!”He bent me over and lined his cock up, I could feel the tip slowly enter me, and then he put his hands on my hips, holding me still while he slammed the rest of his massive cock into my tiny pussy. I started moaning, pushing back onto his cock with every forward thrust he made. I could feel every inch of him inside me, could feel his.