
"Aaaahhhh…" Rosalie sighed as the smooth, sponge-like head slipped teasingly inside the sensitive outer labia surrounding her clitoris. The worst part of everything was that she couldn't help feeling pleasure with this crude man… it just wasn't in her body to remain emotionless while he did such things to her. Her pink inner folds responded by moistening at his first touch… her vagina began to ache with desire and still within her heart, hatred continued to lurk for this dreadful man!
Nick's mouth sought hers and a thick tongue pressed deep into the soft darkness beyond her lips. She gurgled and twisted above him, trapped by his hands cupped on her squirming buttocks and the growing pleasure between her long beautiful legs. She tried to tell herself that it didn't matter… to summon up from some great depths a particle of affection for the older man, but it didn't work. The blinding desire caused by the working thickness of his penis brushing against the outer periphery of her genitals seemed to feed on her disgust. His tongue was so thick in her mouth that she could hardly breathe and he let it roam lazily about every corner of her oral cavity, exploring her teeth beneath her tongue, reaching far back toward her throat. She felt like a rag doll moving about on top of him, beginning to shake her hips now from side to side, feeling the big cock glancing against the sides of her cunt.
