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not,” Mick said mercilessly. And then he
squeezed her, held her as tight as he could, and then began looking around. “Let’s get out of here,” he said, “before I
have to use this thing.” The “thing” he
was referencing was the gun he still held in his hand. They began walking toward his car.
Joey and
Gloria remained in the backseat of their father’s Maserati and watched them as
they came. They watched the way Mick
held onto Roz as if she would melt away if he let go. And both of his children, each in their own
way, were envious of that kind of love.
With their
surround sound stereo in the background, playing old school music to mute their
moans and groans, Roz was on top of Mick, riding his penis hard, and he was
holding her steady by the catch of her hips. Her big breasts were juggling up and down as she rode him, and the sweat
was beginning to bead between those breasts as her pace increased. He felt so thick inside of her, and so full,
that even as her vaginal juices were making her wet and soggy, he still was
tight and painful inside of her.
Mick, too,
felt the squeeze as she rode him. His
cock was so fully aroused, and so fully erected that even he could feel that
wonderful friction. It was never easy
getting into Roz. Not with a rod like
his. Not with a passageway like hers
that didn’t stay stretch like some women he knew, but was always tight and
rigid and required him to lift up to push deep inside.
He squeezed
her jumping breasts as she rode him. Then he pulled her down by those breasts and sucked them hard. He wanted to suck them dry. Roz loved the way it felt to have his mouth
on her nipples. She loved the way her
breasts were as erected as Mick’s cock, and as sensitive to his touch.
And then he
pulled her down even further, until her mouth was on his mouth. Until her sweaty chest was on his sweaty
chest. And he kissed her long and hard
as her tight pussy slid up and down along his wet cock. He closed his eyes and enjoyed the warmth of
her sweet taste.
And then,
when the feelings began to turn up even higher for both of them, he wrapped her
slender body into his big arms, opened her even wider with his fingers, and
took over.
His cock
began to fuck her hard, going down deeper and deeper inside of her, until he
was in a groove that was even more manic than her fucking had been. His cock was putting it on her. And the deeper inside he went, the more
exhilarated they felt.
Roz felt the
heat to the roots of her hair. She
wrapped her arms around his head, and moaned and groaned as he fucked her so
hard it felt as if her insides were on fire. And when he went down even deeper, slapping against her so hard that the
top edge of his balls began to push inside of her, she screamed in
elation. She knew she could wake the
twins. Even with the music playing
loudly in the background, she knew she could still be heard. She knew she was giving the nannies something
to talk about. But she couldn’t help
herself. Mick was putting it on
her! And she could hold back no longer.
She came
first. She came with an orgasm that
clenched her body so tightly that Mick was trapped inside of her. Her vagina collapsed around his cock and
rendered it so hard to move that Mick had to fight for strokes. She squeezed him so hard, and the feeling
encapsulated him so completely, that she squeezed the life out of him. He couldn’t resist another second. And he came. He poured out as if a dam had busted loose. He drenched her with his cream.
And he kept
on fucking her. That was the talent of
Mick that turned Roz on more than any man ever could. The way he could keep on fucking as he
poured. The way he could mix his
saturation with her saturation and fuck her until another orgasm escaped her.
And Roz held
onto his big, sweat-filled body. She
held on as his Italian ass fucked her black ass
not,” Mick said mercilessly. And then he
squeezed her, held her as tight as he could, and then began looking around. “Let’s get out of here,” he said, “before I
have to use this thing.” The “thing” he
was referencing was the gun he still held in his hand. They began walking toward his car.
Joey and
Gloria remained in the backseat of their father’s Maserati and watched them as
they came. They watched the way Mick
held onto Roz as if she would melt away if he let go. And both of his children, each in their own
way, were envious of that kind of love.
With their
surround sound stereo in the background, playing old school music to mute their
moans and groans, Roz was on top of Mick, riding his penis hard, and he was
holding her steady by the catch of her hips. Her big breasts were juggling up and down as she rode him, and the sweat
was beginning to bead between those breasts as her pace increased. He felt so thick inside of her, and so full,
that even as her vaginal juices were making her wet and soggy, he still was
tight and painful inside of her.
Mick, too,
felt the squeeze as she rode him. His
cock was so fully aroused, and so fully erected that even he could feel that
wonderful friction. It was never easy
getting into Roz. Not with a rod like
his. Not with a passageway like hers
that didn’t stay stretch like some women he knew, but was always tight and
rigid and required him to lift up to push deep inside.
He squeezed
her jumping breasts as she rode him. Then he pulled her down by those breasts and sucked them hard. He wanted to suck them dry. Roz loved the way it felt to have his mouth
on her nipples. She loved the way her
breasts were as erected as Mick’s cock, and as sensitive to his touch.
And then he
pulled her down even further, until her mouth was on his mouth. Until her sweaty chest was on his sweaty
chest. And he kissed her long and hard
as her tight pussy slid up and down along his wet cock. He closed his eyes and enjoyed the warmth of
her sweet taste.
And then,
when the feelings began to turn up even higher for both of them, he wrapped her
slender body into his big arms, opened her even wider with his fingers, and
took over.
His cock
began to fuck her hard, going down deeper and deeper inside of her, until he
was in a groove that was even more manic than her fucking had been. His cock was putting it on her. And the deeper inside he went, the more
exhilarated they felt.
Roz felt the
heat to the roots of her hair. She
wrapped her arms around his head, and moaned and groaned as he fucked her so
hard it felt as if her insides were on fire. And when he went down even deeper, slapping against her so hard that the
top edge of his balls began to push inside of her, she screamed in
elation. She knew she could wake the
twins. Even with the music playing
loudly in the background, she knew she could still be heard. She knew she was giving the nannies something
to talk about. But she couldn’t help
herself. Mick was putting it on
her! And she could hold back no longer.
She came
first. She came with an orgasm that
clenched her body so tightly that Mick was trapped inside of her. Her vagina collapsed around his cock and
rendered it so hard to move that Mick had to fight for strokes. She squeezed him so hard, and the feeling
encapsulated him so completely, that she squeezed the life out of him. He couldn’t resist another second. And he came. He poured out as if a dam had busted loose. He drenched her with his cream.
And he kept
on fucking her. That was the talent of
Mick that turned Roz on more than any man ever could. The way he could keep on fucking as he
poured. The way he could mix his
saturation with her saturation and fuck her until another orgasm escaped her.
And Roz held
onto his big, sweat-filled body. She
held on as his Italian ass fucked her black ass
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