She moaned and readily accepting the taste of herself. Nothing made him burn with desire than her eagerness. His hips grinded against hers, denim caus...ing delicious contact. His eyes rolled back before he reluctantly pulled back. She whimpered in protest, but sighed when probing fingers foundher again. She was gorgeous when she came, he wanted to see it happen again—on his cock. He smirked. It took no time to feel moisture. ‘Is this how you like it,’ his words graveled from his passion, ‘Rough. What about stabbing him through the eyes, a quick plunge into his brain? Yeah, that might work. But Jessica was reluctant to interfere with the gaze Ricardo was sharing with Amber. It was unearthly deep. A horrible memory returned, Ricardo whacking Britney’s neck on Christmas with his damn cane, Britney falling to the fall and choking to death. “I know!” she thought. “I’ll cut his throat! I’ll do it in Britney’s memory. Not revenge. Justice!”She wondered if she would waver, but as she placed. “Spear your finger in and out,” he now requested, in a tone that was dripping with lust.As I complied, his dick instantly commenced hardening and I could feel the resultant restriction on my finger.Shortly, nevertheless, his natural lubrication negated this when I felt my little finger becoming coated with slickness as I speared my digit in and out of the orifice.“Fuck me,” he babbled, “Don’t fuckin’ stop, please… keep doing that.”Strange as I was finding this, I felt an excitement searing. Let him think I was running out of steam. “Why are you following me?”He gave me a half-incredulous look as he slowed to match me, but the grin was still there. “What? You own these woods or something? Nobody else can run here?”“You didn’t answer the question.”“Lady, I’m not following you. I run here all the time. You just happened to be here today.”I gave him a quick once-over as we rounded a curve. He had a lean runner’s body, so maybe that part was the truth. But I still got a sense of.