My boyfriend, yes I have one, knows exactly what I do and accepts me for who and what I am. That is precisely why he is my boyfriend. It’s not for s...ex per se, because I have other cocks in me, on average, twice a day. But that is work. Feeling the hands on my body and the rubbing and squirting down there doesn’t meet my most important needs. I need loving sex from a man who is not joining with a busty beautiful blond body, but with the person inside that package. And that man is my boyfriend.. "Sorry, Billy, I don't want to hurt you." It's OK. I want it. Whatever it takes. I want to give my body to you."I grabbed the backs of my knees and lifted myself further off the bed. Presenting my ass to him. His finger went back to my ass, I relaxed. Felt him pushing in and out."Try a second one now." I told him.Felt a second digit going up inside me. Relaxed and began to enjoy it. Really enjoy it.John was giving me fantastic sensations. He made me want him now, not just to give myself to him.. The erotic folds of her damp gusset aroused Brian to heightened want, his engorged cock throbbing to burst in his pumping fist. Diane moaned at the sight of her room mate pleasuring himself, her dripping hole begging for her pounding fingers. With one hand, she rubbed her proud clit, sticking out from beneath its hood, while the other hand slowly plunged into her velvety, pink depths. Lust filled the air as the two busied themselves, their eyes never leaving their companions working fingers. I. She begged Mike to rub her hard and fuck her while she put her hands on his caned bum. Melissa with tears in her eyes told Mike that dreaming of this moment always enthralled her. She added being caned and watching him receiving his punishment made her randier than she ever imagined.Mike massaged her clitoris, which made her buck up and down screaming for him to rub her quickly as she'd been close and desperate to cum. Melissa exploded with a screaming, crying, shuddering orgasm and grabbed his.