From first meeting her years ago I had wanted to fuck her, but never given anyone a hint of my lust. The height was just right, my glans bumping her tilted back chin and smearing it with glistening pre-cum. Her left arm was half-trapped by my right arm so that hand plucked at my back, her less restricted right hand weakly gripping at the back of my left upper arm trying to pull me away. She moaned loudly at the stimulus, the building arousal of her body betraying her rational mind.What are you doing?:
Rose slumped on the couch, arms dropping and whimpering before she hoarsely begged me “Please, No, Gary, what are you doing to me?”
Again I held Rose’s jaw to keep her face up for another kiss, her breath warm into my mouth as our lips met and parted. *The drool slicked sliding sensation of my thighs on Rose’s soft body felt good, her big fat tits rammed by knees.
