She felt the familiar call of a late night in his presence, and she knew all too well she could not resist him, but in the back of her mind, she was a...lready trying to conceive of a life spent further away from him. He knew her to be stubborn and deadset on having her way. That was what got her in her current predicament. And allowed them to get closer... Yet there she was, transferred away, quickly silenced for her disorderly sense of justice, her tendencies to search too far and wide for. She knocked the door and I thought this is it. As I opened the door she stood there wearing a peaked hat, wooly sweater, jeans, slip on shoes, a scarf around her neck and her overnight bag on wheels behind her, she looked fantastic and hurried through the door before anyone had the chance to see her entering. Once inside she stood with her back against the wall and asked if I had brought any Alcohol I said I have some wine and water, give me wine quickly, so I poured a glass and handed it to. But his desire was so powerful he kept hardening as she lovingly mouthed his turgid member. Her lips worked softly, gently, urging him on. Her sense of want for the last dregs of him began boiling in her stomach.When his cock was fully stiffened, she pulled the panties off and pressed her pussy gently to his mouth, not because she needed stimulation, but to let her musky scent further drive his passion. His tongue licked rather lamely into her, but her hand on his rod felt a little jump.. I can feel it pushing into my back and that’s pulling down my clit” Pam said“how wet are you?” I asked“I’m so wet,” Pam answered“so can you push it all the way in”“I’m not sure. I don’t want it to break off inside me””it won’t, push it in further Pam” I instructed, and with that Pam did as she was told. She also screamed out.“what’s wrong” I asked, with some genuine concern as it was a proper scream“Oh my god” replied Pam, I can feel my clit being pulled back into me, I can feel my clit.