#149332 - He wasn’t sure why he had decided to treat Laura like this, perhaps it was because part of him feared this would be their last time together, part of him wanted to make her lust after him more, not letting him leave, and, he knew, a part of him just enjoyed having her cock fucking him. Before long the bed was creaking under their weight, her heavy sack caressing up and down his thigh as she fucked him, the heat, the friction of his walls, the squeezing of his ring, it blanked her mind under a white carpet of pleasure, it was addictive and she knew she would never be able to just jack off again, she needed someone now, someone to fuck, or, make love to. This time it was Amy that sought out the kiss, again pressing her lips to his, each enjoying the plushness of the other's lips, the sweet taste of what they had been drinking and the desire that built up inside them.