The Old Woman clapped her hands, the signal. The Boy carefully felt with the tip of his cock for a little bit, then thrust forward quickly and hard. He was in her! Oh! The Boy was in The Girl! The Boy kept a tight grip on The Girl’s hips, not so much thrusting into The Girl, not fucking her now as simply using her her pussy to masturbate himself, pulling her back and forth onto his cock again and again like one of those artificial vaginas. It didn’t take him long. It never did. With a last vicious yank, he pulled The Girl back onto his cock, his Japanese Porn hips pushing forward against her, pressing himself deep and holding there. The Girl made one of the few sounds of their otherwise silent meeting, a tiny grunt, followed by a little whimpering moan. After another moment The Boy seemed to relax his grip on her hips and The Girl shifted forward slightly although The Boy’s penis stayed in her. From flat on her back under the joining of The Girl and The Boy, she could see, reflected in the glow of Asian Girls Fucking the distant streetlamps, a thin line of fluid trickling down, making a silvery streak down the inside of The Girl’s thigh. There was a quick clap of The Old Woman’s hands and The Boy and The Girl were gone, back along the path and out of sight. The Old Woman stood looking down at her, shaking her head slowly, then she too was gone. Alone now, and naked, she got to her knees, legs wide apart and at last was able to find release. It was getting more and more difficult to cum. Corrine leaned forward pressing the thumbs of her hands into the dimples between her shoulders and nipples, stimulating her breasts with her hands, squeezing them together to begin. To reach the level of focus she needed, her eyes squinted, she clamped her lips together, and the first scene of her fantasy started. But after her fingertips tweaked each of her nipples, she frowned and shook her head. MORE foreplay. With the starting point changed, she slid her fingertips to her neck and prepared to restart the first scene. She clapped her hands and as the director gave the command. “ACTION!” Her eyes narrowed, she set her lips again to start the daydream, but then her mouth immediately twisted, she knit her eyebrows together, and her stare hardened reflecting her disapproval of that choice. Not nearly early enough! Frustrated, she restarted her fantasy with Bill kissing her softly on her cheek, smiled briefly, then shook her head. Stop trying to be creative and just pick something that’ll work. And finally, she nodded her head to approve starting with the first time she met Bill Johnstone. It was one of the starting points she always enjoyed and could rely on. With her jaw set, she pursed her lips, her eyes became slits as she sharpened the picture, and the action of the first scene began as she envisioned Bill’s eyes widening and then focusing as he studied her eyes, her mouth, her chest, her waist, finally encompassing all of her. As that scene rolled forward to connect with the next scene and that one connected to another scene to create her fantasy, her eyes twinkled with a naughty glint, her mouth morphed from a soft warm smile into a slightly lascivious, sly grin and the fantasy ended with Bill’s good bye that morning, hot, passionate, warm, and loving before his final thrust, the last hot spurt entering her, the soft farewell squeeze of her vagina as she felt Bill withdraw the last bit of the tip from her, the sticky, hot trickle flowing from her vagina between her buttocks, and their fluffy white comforter snugged up tightly under her chin with her eyes closed as she tried to hold onto feeling the warmth of his semen inside her. Even though it was before she got out of bed to start her day, the memory of that feeling inside her still made her tingle. The unrelenting clock continued to click away as it went about its task as timekeeper reminding her of their Lesbian Sex ongoing love/ hate struggle. She knew that she was running out of time for her reverie but soon the star of the movie, Bill Johnstone himself, would be there. Five minutes more was all that she said she would indulge herself but fifteen minutes later she gave herself a final push as she gently grazed her cheeks and touched her fingertips to her lips to end the movie. Whether it was when she and Bill said hello or good bye, he always kissed her so tenderly that she got misty eyed when she thought about his sweet kisses. Most days of the week Cory and Bill went about their lives the way most couples that have been together for the better part of ten years do but this was Thursday, their special day of the week and even more than just being any Thursday of any week, it was the anniversary of the date when they met so Cory took off the jeans and sweat shirt she had worn since that morning, tossed them onto the foot of the bed, and went about the task of deciding what she wanted Bill to see when he got home from work that evening. The first candidate was a dark chocolate brown silk blouse. It was a town like ours, but with some kind of Mt. Rushmore in the back and a wall Lesbian Sex around it. I loved it, reveling in the passion as my futa-sister kissed lower and lower. "Fuck me? But where? I groaned as Valeria kept sucking on my nipple and stroking my clit-dick. I gasped into my lover's asshole. “I guess we’d have to do it at the table here. 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