James moves his way to Ashley's neck and sleeveless shoulders. Kissing and sucking as Ashley's breathes get deeper and shorter.
"James, please, stoo... stop."
James forces her hand down his shorts. Making her grab his cock. Ashley started to get lost in the moment again. Stroking James cock. It was very nice. Better than her husbands; James' wasn't the thickest ever, but it was very long.
"James...we, we can't, James." Ashley whispered into his ear. James decides to ignore her as he pulls off his shirt. His large muscle now visible. Ashley felt her shorts and thong pulled down off her body in one yank. She was left with just her thin spaghetti strapped shirt. Her nipples hard and poking through.
James' fingers find Ashley's vagina, and start making slow circles.
"James! Stop it! Stop Jam...mmmrrmamm"
James cover Ashley's mouth, so she can't speak, anymore or scream for help.
James pushes a finger into Ashley as she takes a deep breath. She was amazed at how easy it went in - guess she must be a whore! She was getting wet from this.
James tugged his shorts down, pushed Ashley on her back.... |