1 comments/ 9259 views/ 0 favorites A Ray of Sunshine By: maulkin Casey pulled into the garage and cut the engine to his bike. The woman behind him leaned hard into him, her hands roaming over his jacket, his chest and abs, and lower. "Hmm...Sunny, you're not gonna get me out of this garage without fucking you." She moved lower, and grasped his package, straining his jeans. "That's okay." She started to rub him there, and rub herself against him. He knew she was a prostitute, that she was being paid to be nice. That was okay, he expected this from her. However, she was a damn good call girl, better than the second-tier girls at Madame Fang's, where he planned to spend the night after his hotel had been destroyed in a pique of anger by the owner. She had gotten him to a state of near pain, and he finally dismounted. He undid his jeans and zipper, letting his cock strain against the knit boxers instead of being so confined. She reached over and rubbed him some more, eliciting a small moan from him. "You're fucking good." Sunny smiled and bent her head, aiming downward. "I did say I am a pro." He pulled away. "No. I said I'm fucking you. Get off the bike." She did, smiling at him. He grabbed her ass in both hands, and yanked her hard toward him. He was a good head and shoulders taller then her, and he leaned forward to kiss her hard, hungrily. He hadn't gotten laid in weeks, male or female, and this warm, buxom blond girl was ready for him - or at least acted like it. His hand came up and pushed up her shirt and bra, and started playing with her tits. She moaned into his kiss as he rolled her nipple around in his fingers, pinching it hard. She thrust against him when he did, and he released her from the kiss. Casey turned her around and positioned her over the bike. She looked at him over her shoulder, smiling, even as she spread her legs. He shoved his boxers off his cock, breathing inward as the air hit his eleven inches, making him twitch. He shoved her short pink skirt up, and was greetedwith a mere thong. Now, for the test, how good of a call girl was she? He moved one hand down there, and felt the thong, tracing it from the crack of her ass to her slit. It was, surprisingly enough, actually wet. He grinned at her, as she was still looking over her shoulder. He slipped the piece of material aside, and felt the wetness of her slit. She moaned appropriately, and wiggled that sweet ass, wanting more of him. He kindly obliged, positioning himself outside her, his hand finding her clit and rubbing it to hardness. She turned away from him now, her head bent forward over the bike, long blond hair cascading down. Fuck, she looked fucking good... He slipped inside her slowly, and she gave him a really good moan, echoing his own. God damn it was hot, and wet, and he just wanted to pound her. Part of him agreed, and he moved slowly, though his whole body screamed to fuck her, and fuck her hard. Then she said, "Baby, we have all night." Damn, was she an empath or something?. "Glad to know," and then he thrust hard in her, making her cry out. Nature took over, and he began to fuck her hard, in earnest, not caring if she liked it or not, but with her cries of pleasure, he knew she was. The bike rocked, but she held onto it. "Fuck, here it comes, baby," and he roared as nearly three weeks of built up spunk filled her chasm. She cried out, faking an orgasm, but her muscles still clenched and squeezed him. He chuckled as he continued to release, and stay in her for a moment. He leaned down and kissed her exposed shoulders, pushing her hair aside and then playing with the nape of her neck. "Nice touch, that." He kissed her shoulder again. "But I'm gonna really make you cum." "I can't wait, baby," she said, and turned her head. He gave her one of those neck-breaking kisses, and then slipped out and off her. "Midnight Blue has now been christened," he said, and she laughed. He pulled up his pants and tucked himself back in. Then he realized that they forgot to shut the garage door. She pressed a button and it shut automatically, and she took his hand guiding him into the house. He was greeted by a small kitchette and a huge gas fireplace. A fur rug lay before it, and leather chairs and a couch surrounded it. "Nice," he said. She smiled, went to the kitchenette. "Want anything?" "Maybe the bathroom." She motioned to a door off to the side. "Right there." He leaned over and kissed her, pulling her close and rubbing her back. "Very good," he said, and gazed into her eyes. "I'll be right back." After performing ablutions, he called Madame Fang and cancelled his appointment for tonight. "Tasha will be very disappointed," she said in Mandarin Chinese, but sounded playful. "She hasn't had anyone to talk to in weeks." "I've been busy, and poor," Casey replied in the same language, of which the second was a lie. He was literally rolling in it with the last two bank heists, and luckily did not have it in his hotel room, but secreted throughout the island. However, he had his own plans to spend the money. He would have stayed at Madame Fang's for however long it took for the hotel to be rebuilt, or for him to find another place to stay. "Tasha would take you for half her price, just so she could speak proper Russian to someone." Casey chuckled. "I believe I'll be over tomorrow." "Please call me by three p.m. so I can have her schedule cleared." "Of course, Madame Fang. Have a good night." He hung up and washed his hands, then stepped outside. Sunny smiled at him, and went right into his arms. "Want the fire on?" "Why don't you get freshened up. I want to eat you up." Her eyes brightened, and she stood on her tiptoes to kiss him. He held her close, already stirring. One thing about his immortality - it luckily didn't play havoc on his sex drive. He'd had more women than he could count in his 400 years of life, and he only compared them to the present time. If he started thinking about all the other women - and men - he'd had relationships with and compare everyone's technique to each other's, he'd lose his mind. He finally let her go, and she grinned at him. "Help yourself," she said and walked away. He resisted patting her rear. She wasn't a bimbo. She was a whore, but not a bimbo. Casey found a beer in the kitchenette and flipped the bottle top off with his thumb. He was easily strong enough to do something like that. He settled back and waited, drinking slowly, looking around the room. Off to the side of the fireplace was a hallway that he could see. Soon enough, she came out, looking prim and fresh. She came right over to him, took the beer from his hand and took a long drink, watching him. Yes, it was erotic. His hands naturally fell to her hips, and he squeezed her gently, massaging around her hips and back. "Now, baby, it's all you." "You don't have to." He kissed her gently, "You're supposed to show me a good time, right? Well, I'm gonna make you cum, and that'll show me a good time. Make me think I'm a man, you know?" She laughed. "Yeah, I know." He kissed her again, more insistent. "Your house, where do you want it?" She glanced back at the rug. He kissed and nipped her neck, "So be it," he said, and his hand traveled up, tucking under her shirt and pulling it up. She giggled under his kiss, and then parted when he got it over her head. She pushed off his jacket, and he laid it gently over the couch. As he did that, she pulled his tank top out of his pants, and then her hands went up his sides, tucking around his front, grabbing his pecs. He moaned, and pulled the shirt off. He kissed her, hard, deep, and tucked his hand under the waistband of her skirt - she had removed the belt. He eased her out of that, kissing down and dropping to his knees. She was so small, so fragile, as he pulled the skirt off of her, and came face-to-face with a nice pair of perky tits. They were definitely fake, and their nipples were large, and wide. He suckled one, and blew on it, causing her to gasp. He undid her shoes while he was down there, suckling the other tit, flicking his tongue across the hardened nipple. She stepped out of her heels, one at a time, making her even shorter. Then his hands traveled up and took the edges of the thong. Continuing to lick her breasts, he gave the thong a savage tug at one hip and it snapped apart in his hand. She moaned as he tugged it down, and off of her, and then he got up. He easily picked her up at her waist, and she giggled as he carried her to the other side of the couch, setting her down gently on the fur. "Turn on the fire," she said. "Already on," he said and pressed his hardening cock against her leg. She laughed, "No, the fireplace." "Ohhhh..." he looked down at her, smiling. "I don't need it to see what I'm doing." He kissed down her, tonguing her belly button and making her squirm. He continued, heading down to her shaved patch, perfectly shaped. He mouthed it, and she moaned. He took a deep breath of her. Unless she could get wet on command - he'd seen that done - she was actually enjoying this, because he could smell how turned on she was. Hit tongue kept going down, and he saw the prize, glistening with her juices. He tucked his tongue under the hood, licking around her clit first, and she moaned. Then he attacked her clit, and she nearly jumped off the rug. She's quite the little actress, he thought, as he put one hand on one of her hips to keep her still. Her moans made him harder, as they both knew it would, and his other hand released his cock so it rubbed the rug directly. Then he brought the hand back up, and his fingers played with her entrance, stroking her outer lips, dipping every so often inside. "Oh God, please...please fuck me..." He eased up on his assault, and she calmed down, and then he slipped one finger inside, getting another moan out of her. He moved his face downward, along with his tongue, and that started playing with her outer lips as his finger moved up to the hard clit. He switched, back and forth, adding another finger inside her. She was absolutely soaked, and jerking with abandon, crying out, begging for him to not stop. Then he stopped dead for one half second, and grabbed her clit with his lips and sucked hard, adding a third finger, and thrusting deeply into her, turning his wrist just so-- "Oh fuck! Casey! FUCK ME!" He felt the walls contract around his fingers. He knew she wasn't faking this one, as she bounced up and down on the rug and he kept his fingers still inside her. He pulled his face away, looking up at her. She was lost in the orgasm, something powerful. He watched, both proud and amazed - and so very hard. He pulled out his soaked fingers, and as she opened her eyes, he sucked them one by one. She closed her eyes and moaned. Then he positioned himself over her. He easily slid inside of her, and they both moaned at the contact. She was so wet now, that if they used any other position he'd slide right out of her. He kissed her, letting her taste herself on him, and her arms and legs came up, locking around him. This time he thrust slowly, enjoying it, kissing her, burying his head in the crook of her neck, nipping her or sucking at her skin. Then he went faster, and harder, and the wet sounds of his thrusting into her carried through the room. She moaned at the right places, back in her role as the willing partner, but he didn't care. Again, he growled, "Fuck, yes..." and came deep inside her. She squeezed him again. Damn, she was attentive. He lay down on top of her, most of his weight on his elbow. She caressed his back, and then he lifted himself to look at her. "How much do you get an hour?" She laughed. "Five hundred." He whistled. "Bossman is some rich mother fucker if he paid for you for the night." "Half price for you biker boys." Casey rolled off of her and got out of his boots. She watched him move, touching his chest. "You work out?" she asked. "Sometimes. But I was lucky to look like this many years ago when I was chosen." "Chosen?" He finished pulling off his boots. "I was chosen by the Algonquin goddess of the Earth to be Her warrior champion." He shimmied out of his pants, and then turned back to her. "It's a long, convoluted story, and I didn't come here to tell stories." He caressed and squeezed her breast. "No, you didn't, but we have to talk about something in between fucking." He chuckled. "Yes, that's true. Care to discourse on quantum physics?" She laughed at him. He squeezed her breast again, playing with the nipple already hardening. "Think we can get to the bedroom? I'm assuming you have one." "We have to go through the courtyard." He looked at her, grinning. "I love fucking in the woods." "Doggie style?" She leaned over and kissed his chest, her hand roaming over his side, his abs. "Indian style," he said. "We never used the Missionary position until the white man came along." "You're part Indian?" He shrugged. "I don't know. Supposedly, but I never found out, as my mother was killed." "When were you born?" "1587." She stared at him. "Seriously." "In Roanoake, Virginia." He again played with her breast, "Virginia has a special place in my heart. It's probably where I'm going to go to die." He bent to suckle her, and she ran her hands through his hair. Kissing her breast, he said, "Let's take this to the courtyard, shall we?" She laughed. "If you want to, baby." He got up and helped her up. She opened the sliding glass doors and stepped out into the cool night air. He watched her get goosebumps and chuckled, pulling her close. He passed a hand over her breast and flicked her hardened nipple. "Chilly?" She giggled, "A little." Casey played more with it. "Let me warm you up." He turned her to him, and kissed her, long, slow, and sensual. She melted into him, and he held her up by her ass with one hand, his other hand caressing her back, and squeezing her close so she'd grunt against him. Then, she started moving her hips into him, and the kiss on her side got more passionate. He let her go, taking in a gasping breath. "Fuck, Sunny...what're you, walkin' Viagra?" She laughed, this time really laughed. "Want to take me on the grass?" He chuckled, "It's gonna take us all night to get to the bed." "It'll be worth it." She looked up at him. "Besides, I haven't had a man who gets up so fast and so often in a while." He caressed her cheek with his thumb. "I bet you say that to all the boys." "Not -all- of them." She leaned into his touch, closing her eyes in pleasure. He kissed her again, holding her head straight, and she gyrated into his crotch again. "I don't care if you're lyin' or not," he said, breaking the kiss. He glanced around, looking for a soft place to go. She smiled, took his hand, and led him down the stone path. It was cool on his bare feet, and he seemed to go back in time, another woman, another path, heading into another shady bower. He wore Seneca clothes, then, leggings, loincloth, moccassins, a necklace of amber around his neck. It was spring, then, and he was going to take the maidenhood of Burning Flower, third daughter of the Sachem, in a rite of spring that was passed down for generations. Just like then, she stopped, and turned to face him. The memory layered on the present day, and he lost himself into that moment. He did to Sunny what he did to Burning Flower, kissed her lips, her face, her breasts, and went to his knees and drew her down on top of him. Unlike Burning Flower, though, she knew what to do. She let him lay down, and started kissing her way downward. He was back in the present, his hands in Sunny's hair, giving her a gentle nudge to go down. She followed directions perfectly, and when she got to his swollen cock, she flicked it with her tongue, tasting his slick wetness already there. He groaned, as she continued to lick all around his head, sucking in spots, and in the very sensitive spot under the crown, where the foreskin had slipped past. Oh, dear God, she knew what she was doing, and he let go of her hair afraid he would shove her head down onto his dick. She licked around, and then he did give her head a little shove. She got the hint, and went down on him, taking most of his length. The sound he moaned, uttered, groaned, came from the deepest depths of him. When he came back to himself, he realized that she was a damn sword-swallower. Six inches in circumference, he was momentarily surprised she could take that. Then he let himself relax, watching her work on him. Some moments would hit him when she'd hit just the right spot, or apply just the right bit of vacuum, or her tongue would flick or he'd feel the back of her throat. He looked down at her, and grabbed a hold of her blond hair. She looked up at him, his cock in her mouth, and fuck he was turned on. "Gonna swallow, baby?" She lifted her head up, and kept her lips on his tip, saying, "If you want me to." "No. No, I don't. I wanna see you wear it." A flick of her tongue on his head made him gasp slightly. "Tell me when, baby." He tousled her hair. "Then by all means, continue." He lay back, totally relaxing, letting the sensations come as they may. She worked hard, and eventually he started feeling it in his balls, the tightening sensation, his breathing got faster, and his left hand tore up grass and dirt. Finally, he felt himself clench, and he yanked on her head, lifting her up. She stroked him twice, and then he came, shooting up and all over her face. She laughed, thoroughly enjoying the soaking he was giving her. He watched, smiling, and she looked at him, her face coated with cum. He grinned. "Natural moisturizer," he said. Then he pulled her up, and licked her face. She moaned when he did, and he enjoyed it just as much. "Got some in your hair, missy," he said. "That's what showers are for," she said with a smile. "Indeed," he said, grinning back. "Indeed." (To be continued) A Ray of Sunshine on Her Ass Patrick has forced Connie down on the bed with her ass in the air, and her heavy tits hangs down. She is not sure what he will do to her now, but I Connie trembles inside. Maybe Patrick will spank her ass and turn it into a nice red color, or maybe he will ram his big cock into her ass. Patrick looks at Connie's inviting ass and pussy from behind but he decides to tease her first. Patrick's hands grab her large breasts and the fingers pinch Connie's nipples until they get erected. Then Patrick moves his hands to her round bottom and squeezes it hard with force. His fingers find their way between the inside of her legs and gets inserted into Connie's pussy. The fingers moves in and out from her vagina while Patrick's other hands fingers stimulates Connie's clitoris. She begins to moan and trembles as his fingers plays with Connie's wet pussy and as he continues to rub her clitoris. She loves to feel his fingers playing with her external genitalia. Then suddenly and without warning, Patrick begins to get rougher and Connie enjoys his roughness. He pushes in two of his big fingers and starts to move them in and out of her pussy hole like he was working a saw. Connie moans, "Ah ah ah, oh Patrick, don't stop." She needs to feel his strong fingers working around her pussy entrance. It feels so nice for her as Patrick pushes his fingers inside Connie's wet hole and then he pulls them all the way out and then he pushes them inside her again. Over and over Patrick keeps fingering Connie. She starts to shake as he keeps playing with her and using his fingers is the best feeling there is for her. "Oh, Patrick, keep finger fucking me. Ah ah ah. Mm mm." Connie keeps moaning while her hands tightly grasp the bed sheet. The sounds from Connie's mouth makes Patrick excited and he feels how his pulse increases. The penis grows bigger until it gets fully erected and stands up. Patrick feels how Connie gets moist and wet with her pussy juices. She moans, "Ah ah ah, oh Patrick, don't stop." "I won't stop unless you want me to." Their breathing becomes deeper and faster when he plays with Connie's cunt. They are both very horny and Patrick has to control his emotions and resist sticking his dick into her soaking wet sex. Patrick wanted to prolong Connie's orgasm so he told her, "I want you to turn around because I have something to show you." As she stares at Patrick's big cock, a smile spreads across Connie's face. She licks her lips. Bending her head down to his cock head, Connie sticks out her tongue and runs her tongue down the length of Patrick's cock. Patrick spreads his legs to show her how much he enjoys the treatment from Connie's lips and tongue that plays around the glans. She looks up at Patrick and stares into his eyes for a few seconds. His eyes meets hers and he would really like to thank Connie with a French kiss. Opening her mouth wide, she goes down on his big cock and begins bobbing her head up and down. While sucking Patrick's cock, she can feel his veins against her tongue. He can feel how the penis is pulsating and Patrick is getting closer to his climax. Connie tastes the salty drops of pre cum and swallows it. Connie's pussy is getting wet. She wonders to herself, Patrick has a fairly big cock, and I wonder how it will feel when he pushes it into my wet pussy. She decides to not worry about the possibility of pain, and enjoys sucking Patrick's manhood deep in her throat as spit runs out of the corners of her lips. While bobbing her head, she moans, "Mm mm, mm mm, mm mm." Patrick lets his head fall back and he enjoys the erotic feelings pulsing through his body. "Ah ah ah," escapes his lips. "Connie I love you but I would like to smell and taste your pussy before I come." Patrick is eager to get close to her pussy and study every detail of it. He is longing to drink her juices and get used to her scent. "Please lie down on your back and show me how the most private parts look like. Tell me what kind of treatment do you prefer?" Connie is closing her eyes as Patrick is leaning towards her and getting ready to start French kissing her. Patrick is such a kind lover. Connie is speechless while experiencing Patrick's thoughtful gentleness. She pushes her breasts towards Patrick's sexy lips, as she feels she can totally trust Patrick. He holds her heavy assets in his hands and admires the generous pink areolas around the stiff nipples. Patrick suckles on Connie's pale breast for a while and then on the other breast. The relaxed expression on her face and the deep breaths tells him that she is really enjoying herself. "You have such a lovely body Connie and I want to handle it with care." "Mm mm, mm mm, mm mm." Connie lays there moaning as she relaxes and let Patrick hold her in his strong arms. She loves how he suckles at my breasts. Connie lets her head fall back a bit while she enjoys his lips on her stiff nipples. Patrick moves his hands and head down to her stomach. He lets the tip of his tongue spin around inside Connie's belly button for a moment while his fingers goes up and down along her inner thighs. Patrick slides downwards to be able to whip the precious clit with the full length of his tongue and sometimes he nibbles it with tender lips. Connie is curious about what it will feel like to have Patrick touching and kissing her belly button. She lays still watching Patrick's every move. He can feel and see how her naked body starts to shake when the breathing increases. The tickling tongue and sucking lips makes Connie moan and scream out all of the most intense emotions at once. "Do you have any favorite style of sex or special position that you enjoy?" "My favorite position would be me on the bottom, you on top. You holding my arms and hands over my head, but resting them down on the mattress, while I feel the weight of your body moving on me." Patrick listens carefully to what Connie tells him and does as he is told. He gets on top of her and holds the hands over Connie's head. His penis slides slowly into her slippery and damp vagina. Patrick moves his hips rhythmically when he fucks her. Connie is looking into Patrick's sexy eyes. He can see excitement in her deep emerald green eyes. She has been lost for words, so Connie has not been talking. She comes to her senses and tells Patrick he is very sexy and a great lover. "You are a very good, nice and kind girlfriend. I love every part of your precious body and it is easy to adore you." "Patrick, you are the first guy who wants to be gentle and slow, how beautiful." "Connie, there is a first time for everything and you really deserve to be treated with respect." Connie spreads her legs back and lifts them to her chest. This allows Patrick to move inside her more deeply. He enjoys watching how the long and slender legs go wide apart in an erotic way. Her confidence makes Patrick impressed. His dick moves slowly back and forth with skill inside Connie's cunt. She gives herself away in the moment to Patrick's thrusting. "Mm mm, mm mm, ah ah." She lets the sounds roll out of her mouth as she is lost in Patrick's thrusting movement. Patrick can feel how her pussy muscles hug his cock and suddenly he stops to give Connie a proposal. "I want you to climb on top of me and dominate me in every way that pleases you until I come inside your vagina." Patrick moves to the side, allowing Connie to wriggle from underneath him. He lies down on his back with his stiff cock standing straight up. He enjoys this position and loves to give his longing woman the pleasure of being on top of him. This is the miracle of life that happens all the time and everywhere. Connie is on her knees at first as she begins to get on top of Patrick. "Patrick, you are very kind, but I need something else from you when we are together." Connie positions herself so her sexy ass is towards Patrick, then she slowly takes Patrick's cock inside her wet pussy. Taking her time, she moves down to work his cock inside her pussy. As Connie begins to ride Patrick, she asks him with shyness in her voices, "Patrick, can you slap my ass and spank me while I pump up and down on your big cock?" She continues to take a moment or two to adjust to the feeling of Patrick's cock working its way up and down her pussy. "Connie I don't want to harm you or make your skin turn red but I would love to squeeze your pretty ass." Patrick's hands hold her butt tight and their bodies are extremely close to each other. He watches how her large breasts bounce up and down with each motion. Connie's vagina is completely open and Patrick's huge penis moves in and out with ease. Their emotional dance makes them breathe, scream and moan simultaneously. Patrick wants the feeling of ecstasy to last forever but the pressure is building until his dick starts to twitch and Connie's cunt has contractions. "I am coming! I love you Connie!" Patrick says out loud when he can't prevent his dick from shooting all of his hot rays of sperm deep into Connie's warm and damp womb. He lays down completely exhausted after his orgasm. She turns her head to the side glancing down at him. Their eyes lock for a bit and they smile warmly at each other. "Patrick, you feel so good inside me." She then starts moving quicker, pumping him wildly. "Thank you very much Connie for your nice compliment and you have an amazing body." Her hand runs down from her neck to her breasts and she moans again, "Ah ah ah, Patrick." As Patrick's cock thrusts in orgasm, she begins to tremble and twitch with her own orgasm. They entwine their fingers, arms and legs with each other when the climax is reached. She looks down to see his cum as it runs down from her vagina onto the base of his cock. Connie takes her finger and lifts his cum to her lips and licks it. "Mm mm, Patrick, you taste so good." "Wow Connie what we did was incredible!" She moves off of Patrick and slides beside him. She watches as he is recovering from his sexual exhaustion. He puts his arm around her shoulders and pulls her towards him. They lie there together for a few minutes and enjoy being close to each other. Patrick feels totally relaxed and comfortable when Connie's warm soft breasts are pressed against his chest. He loves her birthday suit and moves his hands downwards the back to squeeze Connie's pretty behind the way she likes it. They feel how their body heat, breathing and heartbeats are synced. "What would you like to do now my wonderful woman?" "I would like to do it again." A Ray of Sunshine On My Ass Edited by Connie Ann * Patrick, you have forced me down on the bed with my ass in the air, and my heavy tits hanging down. Not sure what you will do to me now, but I am trembling inside. Maybe you will spank my ass and turn it into a nice red color, or maybe you will ram your big cock into my ass. Patrick looks at Connie's inviting ass and pussy from behind but he decides to tease her first. Patrick's hands grab her large breasts and the fingers pinch Connie's nipples until they get erected. Then Patrick moves his hands to her round bottom and squeezes it hard with force. His fingers find their way between the inside of her legs and gets inserted into Connie's pussy. The fingers moves in and out from her vagina while Patrick's other hands fingers stimulates Connie's clitoris. I begin moaning and trembling as your fingers play with my wet pussy and as you continue rubbing my clitoris. I love feeling fingers playing with my external genitalia. Then suddenly and without warning, you begin to get rougher, and I do enjoy your roughness. You push in two of your big fingers and start moving them in and out of my pussy hole like you are working a saw. I moan, "Ah ah ah, oh Patrick, don't stop." I need to feel your strong fingers working around my pussy entrance. It feels so nice as you push your fingers inside my wet hole, and then you pull them all the way out, and then you push them inside me again. Over and over you keep fingering me. I start to shake as you keep playing with me and using your fingers is the best feeling there is for me. "Oh, Patrick, keep finger fucking me... Ah ah ah, Mm mm," I keep moaning while my hands tightly grasp the bed sheet. The sounds from Connie's mouth makes Patrick excited and he feels how his pulse increases. The penis grows bigger until it gets fully erected and stands up. I love feeling fingers playing with my external genitalia. Patrick feels how Connie gets moist and wet with her pussy juices. Then suddenly and without warning, you begin to get rougher, and I do enjoy your roughness. You push in two of your big fingers and start moving them in and out of my pussy hole like you are working a saw. I moan, "Ah ah ah, oh Patrick, don't stop." "I won't stop unless you want me to." Their breathing becomes deeper and faster when he plays with Connie's cunt. They are both very horny and Patrick has to control his emotions and resist sticking his dick into her soaking wet sex. Patrick wanted to prolong Connie's orgasm so he told her: "I want you to turn around because I have something to show you." As she stares at Patrick's big cock, a smile spreads across Connie's face. She licks her lips. Bending her head down to his cock head, Connie sticks out her tongue and runs her tongue down the length of Patrick's cock. Patrick spreads his legs to show her how much he enjoys the treatment from Connie's lips and tongue that plays around the glans. She looks up at Patrick and stares into his eyes for a few seconds. His eyes meets hers and he would really like to thank Connie with a French kiss. Opening her mouth wide, she goes down on his big cock and begins bobbing her head up and down. While sucking Patrick's cock, she can feel his veins against her tongue. He can feel how the penis is pulsating and Patrick is getting closer to his climax. Connie tastes the salty drops of pre cum and swallows it. Connie's pussy is getting wet. She wonders to herself, Patrick has a fairly big cock, and I wonder how it will feel when he pushes it into my wet pussy. She decides to not worry about the possibility of pain, and enjoys sucking Patrick's manhood deep in her throat as spit runs out of the corners of her lips. While bobbing her head, she moans, "Mm mm, mm mm, mm mm." Patrick lets his head fall back and he enjoys the erotic feelings pulsing through his body. "Ah ah ah," escapes his lips. "Connie I love you but I would like to smell and taste your pussy before I come." Patrick is eager to get close to her pussy and study every detail of it. He is longing to drink her juices and get used to her scent. "Please lie down on your back and show me how the most private parts looks like. Tell me what kind of treatment do you prefer?" Connie is closing her eyes as Patrick is leaning towards her and getting ready to start French kissing her. Patrick is such a kind lover. Connie is speechless while experiencing Patrick's thoughtful gentleness. She pushes her breasts towards Patrick's sexy lips, as she feels she can totally trust Patrick. He holds her heavy assets in his hands and admires the generous pink areolas around the stiff nipples. Patrick suckles on Connie's pale breast for a while and then on the other breast. The relaxed expression on her face and the deep breaths tells him that she is really enjoying herself. "You have such a lovely body Connie and I want to handle it with care." "Mm mm, Mm mm, Mm mm." I lay there moaning as I relax and let Patrick hold me in his strong arms. I love how you suckle at my breasts. I let my head fall back a bit while I enjoy your lips on my stiff nipples. He moves his hands and head down to her stomach. Patrick lets the tip of his tongue spin around inside Connie's belly button for a moment while his fingers goes up and down along her inner thighs. Patrick slides downwards to be able to whip the precious clit with the full length of his tongue and sometimes he nibbles it with tender lips. Connie is curious about what it will feel like to have Patrick touching and kissing her belly button. She lays still watching Patrick's every move. He can feel and see how her naked body starts to shake when the breathing increases. The tickling tongue and sucking lips makes Connie moan and scream out all of the most intense emotions at once. "Do you have any favorite style of sex or special position that you enjoy?" "My favorite position would be me on the bottom, you on top. You holding my arms and hands over my head, but resting them down on the mattress, while I feel the weight of your body moving on me." Patrick listens carefully to what Connie tells him and does as he is told. Patrick gets on top of her and holds the hands over Connie's head. His penis slides slowly into her slippery and damp vagina. Patrick moves his hips rhythmically when he fucks Connie. Connie is looking into Patrick's sexy eyes. He can see excitement in her deep emerald green eyes. She has been lost for words, so she has not been talking. She comes to her senses, and tells Patrick he is very sexy and a great lover. "You are a very good, nice and kind girlfriend. I love every part of your precious body and it is easy to adore you." "Patrick, you are the first guy who wants to be gentle and slow, how beautiful." "Connie, there is a first time for everything and you really deserve to be treated with respect." Connie spreads her legs back and lifts them to her chest. This allows Patrick to move inside her more deeply. He enjoys watching how the long and slender legs goes wide apart in an erotic way. Her confidence makes Patrick impressed. His dick moves slowly back and forth with skill inside Connie's cunt. She gives herself away in the moment to Patrick's thrusting. "Mm mm, Mm mm, Ah ah." She lets the sounds roll out of her mouth as she is lost in Patrick's thrusting movement. Patrick can feel how her pussy muscles hugs his cock and suddenly he stops to give Connie a proposal. "I want you to climb on top of me and dominate me in every way that pleases you until I come inside your vagina." Patrick moves to the side, allowing Connie to wriggle from underneath him. He lies down on his back with his stiff cock standing straight up. He enjoys this position and loves to give his longing woman the pleasure of being on top of him. This is the miracle of life that happens all the time and everywhere. Connie is on her knees at first as she begins to get on top of Patrick. "Patrick, you are very kind, but I need something else from you when we are together." Connie positions herself so her sexy ass is towards Patrick, then she slowly takes Patrick's cock inside her wet pussy. Taking her time, she moves down to work his cock inside her pussy. As Connie begins to ride Patrick, she asks him with shyness in her voices, "Patrick, can you slap my ass and spank me while I pump up and down on your big cock?" She continues to take a moment or two to adjust to the feeling of Patrick's cock working its way up and down her pussy. "Connie I don't want to harm you or make your skin turn red but I would love to squeeze your pretty ass." Patrick's hands holds her butt tight and their bodies are extremely close to each other. He watches how her large breasts bounces up and down with each motion. Connie's vagina is completely open and Patrick's huge penis moves in and out with ease. Their emotional dance makes them breathe, scream and moan simultaneously. Patrick wants the feeling of ecstasy to last forever but the pressure is building until his dick starts to twitch and Connie's cunt has contraptions. "I am coming! I love you Connie!" Patrick says out loud when he can't prevent his dick from shooting all of his hot rays of sperm deep into Connie's warm and damp womb. He lays down completely exhausted after his orgasm. She turns her head to the side glancing down at him. Their eyes lock for a bit and they smile warmly at each other. "Patrick, you feel so good inside me." She then starts moving quicker, pumping him wildly. "Thank you very much Connie for your nice compliment and you have an amazing body." Her hand runs down from her neck to her breasts, and she moans again, "Ah ah ah, Patrick." As Patrick's cock thrusts in orgasm, she begins to tremble and twitch with her own orgasm. They entwine their fingers, arms and legs with each other when the climax is reached. She looks down to see Patrick's cum as it runs down from her vagina onto the base of his cock. She takes her finger and lifts his cum to her lips and licks it. "Mm mm, Patrick, you taste so good." "Wow Connie what we did was incredible!" She moves off of Patrick and slides beside him. She watches as he is recovering from his sexual exhaustion. He puts his arm around her shoulders and pulls her towards him. They lie there together for a few minutes and enjoy being close to each other. Patrick feels totally relaxed and comfortable when Connie's warm soft breasts are pressed against his chest. He loves her birthday suit and moves his hands downwards the back to squeeze Connie's pretty behind the way she likes it. They feel how their body heat, breathing and heartbeats are synced. "What would you like to do now my wonderful woman?" "I would like to do it again."