"Mmmm", I hear you say, as I hold masturbation your legs on each side of my chest as I start to invade you just a little more vigorously. The feelings I am getting are fantastic, as your pussy's sides grip me on each down stroke. You are so tight. I told you on many an occasions, in different ways, how good it was having sex with you. Good because you were small, and hot, and tight, and wet. And WILLING. And wanting. And enthusiastic. masturbating Because you would look up at me as I was taking you with a genuine "I want you" look in your eyes. Because you would participate and thrust back. Because you would make me feel in those moments jerking that *I* was the most important thing to you. Because you wanted to give yourself to me, and also because you would get something you wanted back out of it. Because all of those things together made up who you are. It was always a huge turn oriental on. And it is no different this time. I start thrusting really hard now, and your hands reach up to grab my wrists. Partly to say yes, partly to help me in ensuring I don't slip out of you in my enthusiasm! I am banging away at you and you are smiling at me. Your breasts are jiggling back and forward with each thrust. Oh man, I like this. I am not Superman, however, and before too long I feel that familiar feeling in my balls that says "If you don't stop now, there you be no stopping you". I tell you I have to stop for a bit, as I don't want to cum yet. "I don't want you to cum yet either, I am enjoying this too much" you say to me, as I lay down beside you, and catch my breath. We lie together holding hands for a couple of minutes, then you get up and say "Well, I see it is still up, so there's no point wasting it" and you position yourself over me, take my cock around the base with your fingers, and lower yourself to the head. You start rubbing the head back and forwards against your lips, which are now slightly red from the pounding they were getting a few minutes earlier. "Oh. Oh, mmmm, japanese that feels nice" you say, almost as if you have forgotten I am attached to the end of what you are doing! Your head is back and your eyes are closed again. Then you lay my penis down against my stomach and lower yourself onto it and start rubbing yourself back and forwards on me. On the forward stroke, I see that you are leaning right towards me, so that your clit gets stimulated each time. I am wondering to myself what part of this is supposed to be stopping me from cumming, lol! "Hey, I know what you are doing. You're using me to masturbate. You're getting off on me!" Like I care, it feels great! "That's right, I am" you say. "You weren't doing anything, and I was horny. So just lay there and enjoy yourself. I'm sure you are anyway. I can tell by the grin on your face." Well, I can't argue with you there. You keep rocking for a while and then you say coyly: "Something's missing here..." Don't let him hurt you, Bethany's voice whispered in Ellie's mind. “Hey Alex, she on the pill?” And although these dreams always involved different men, the dream itself oriental was always the same. She appreciated his abuse both physically and visually. My virgin pussy clenched. She was still close to her orgasm and masturbation right now it was all she wanted in life. “Well, it depends on the partner and preparation,” she says as she finally pulls out of my ass and rolls onto her back. I am your jerking mother! “When you’re as busy with work as I am, some preions are masturbating forgotten.” “Pffffft- for what? “Well in that case yes to you being here for a long time and yes to Brian coming over on Thursday night. She japanese grabbed her tits and pushed them up remembering how it felt to have each nipple sucked by a different stranger.