Annabelle was at her normal new turn with John in the morning. Every morning she loved to play with his cock, as it made her prickle a small of pleasure down Dixieland. She gripped onto his shaft in his nap. She tugged at it lightly, as he didn't awaken from his slumber. It was still wickedness outside, the sun has not even peeked into the window yet."baby, Can i lick your dick ? ~"She said out of desperation as to try and ignite him up, tugging a little harder as she did. He still would not budge, he could slumber through an quake."She tugged harder, squeezing violently to try to get him up and still no bowel movement. What is she gon na do ? She was desperately ruttish. The evidence was all over her panties, and all over John's leg. She straddled him, grinding her lips against his thigh. She bit her lip on the side, giggling softly as she continued to play with his tool. She thought to herself,"He hates it when i dont wake him up before i fuck him..but i am so horny..i need his cock..maybe stuffing his nose with my soaked panties ? the scent usually wakes him up."Thirsting Out of last stamping ground to have maintenance of her military issue, She went with the idea of sucking him off. Her cheeks flushed brightly in the dark, a minuscule grin upon her face. She then gripped the hem of his boxers, slowly working their way off of him, side to side she went grim and lower, all until his limp dick popped out. It hit her face, twitching excitedly, and you could hear the little laugh softly come from John."What is he doing ?"She thought in her chief, a slight pissed off as he might be awake. She went on with it anyway, sitting in between his wooden leg. Smirking, she took off her panty, her sweet moist scent rubbing off on them. She gently placed them on his nose, letting him pass off it in. His substantive member twitched within indorsement, hardening as it went on. Soon, his cock fully stiffens, straight up and hard like a flagpole."Wow, he is always horny, no issue if hes asleep or awake. I wonder if he is thinking of fucking me."She said aloud, completely unaware he heard that. She winced, hoping he wouldn't jest at her. She was always the shy one before she met him.

She grasped his priapic rod from the base, and stroked it up and down. Annabelle felt his peter pounding with excitation the Sir Thomas More she stroked him. She slumped back, lifting her entire bottom of the inning half into the air.She left her knees planted on the mattress. Again he chuckled, Making her flush even harder."Is he really awake or is he…"She couldn't assistance but swig in anticipation, waiting for his next reaction. She rubbed his shaft up and down, taking his bollock into her small palm, massaging and scratching them, his dearie motion he did on her."God i love his balls, always producing a big load."She moaned quietly wrapping her mouth on his tip, licking all around it slowly. She loved sucking his cock. It was the biggest thing that turned her on. A promising idea lit up in her straits, and she with one apparent motion flipped around, her ass completely in his face. She reached for the panty, tugging them away and threw them on the floor."He's already hard. Lets see if he wakes up now."She once again gripped onto his cock, resuming her personal cock adoration. She tilted her psyche sideways, pushing her lips against the side of his shaft, wrapping her lips fully around it. She then slowly but firmly, ran her head up and down, coating his pecker in her spit all around. A small moan escaped both of their rima oris at the same clip, alarming Annabelle."Of course, he must be dreaming of me."

Giggling out of excitement, she pulled away from his tool, and began to smack it against her hardened nipples."Mmmmf..fuck !"She exclaimed with her mouth shut, examining his spit soaked shaft."I need release..and sucking him off is not going to help but get to me aroused. nookie it."She flipped back around, her thighs pressing his together. Anabelle sat on her feet, leaning back with one hand resting her up. She then took ahold of his phallus in the former hand, gripping tightly and resumed her indigent stroke. These relocation excited her even more. She could not hold back to put it in. But maybe she had other approximation. Annabelle knocked that fuddled prick of toilet's and rubbed it all over her medium nub. She moaned with excitement the more she rubbed, the feeling of his putz against her drove her crazy everytime. She whispered just enough hoping he would see,"pa, can i put it in ? I need your big cock in me..im so blooming wet, give it to me now.~"lav she guessed said in his quietus with a low grumble,"Yes baby, you may."Just when she was about to sit on him, pushing his member trench in her moist lips, he turned over onto his side. Even though it was dark in the way, a piffling bit of brightness level helped her discover a light smiling on his face."That bastard, He's doing this on purpose. He is awake."Her face went from a grin to an raging grin, and decided to lay adjacent to him, firmly pressing her big one shot nerve wrapping them around his rotating shaft. Annabelle wiggled her ass, clenching her butt together. This made his pecker slip into her unexpectedly, and a helping hand cupped her titty."Yes. I so fucking demand this badly. Fuck me papa !"this time she did not care if she said this out loud. She needed him badly. She desperately wanted him to ravage her in that moment."tone like someone needs some sexy loving, doesn't she ? Alright princess. You can let my cock."He leaned up, kissing her lips softly, biting her bottom lip with his tooth."So you are awake. You asshole !"She grew mad at him, letting go of his cock, throwing it against him. She scooted back, and hugged her knees, her face buried in them. The bed sheet shifted, and a head popped up in front of her."I was asleep, until you started pushing your cunt into my face. Now i want to eat it like a thanksgiving feast."Anabelle's face now flustered redder than ever, even though she still was mad at him, decided she could not stay mad at her forever.

"Mmmm ... please..i need release.. I do not care how.."Her moans grew more needy hearing him talk dirty to her. That was the former affair she loved about him. He was not afraid to be a sexual freak with her. She was his personal hussy. And his lady friend. A slut is fun in everyone's bed, but a good girlfriend is only a slut in yours."Then spread them. Open all-inclusive for daddy."She nodded and without wavering, opened her human knee, exposing her dripping puss, the succus now soaking the mainsheet. She leaned back slightly Thomas More than what she was, pushing her feet out more."My my. You really are aroused. Just ca n't get enough, can you ?"He leaned in, whispering into her ear. He placed a hand along her thigh, gliding it gently, pulling back and pushing Forth, building prevision."Dadddddyyyyyy ! Please ! Do what you want, just make me cum !"He smiled at her, grinning profusely in her direction. Leaning in to kiss her deeply, he hovered his script over her crotch, pushing his midriff finger out. He tickled her clit with the tip of his finger, making Annabelle's back arch. Her toes curled, and she pulled him in with her peg, locking him in office. Now eat the fuck out of me ! I fucking hump your lingua !"She said out loud in her ear, her eyes pleading with desperation and need. He shook his head slope to side, Rubbing her clit faster. He plugged her mouth with a kiss before she could say anything. Her groan was muffled by the kiss, her snatch throbbing with each stroke of her clit.

Her body quivered to the sore touch as she lay there hitch. dada had her now, and she was ripe for the taking. He redirected her on her back, lifting one leg of hers onto his shoulder. He bent down to his knees, kneeling onto the storey. He left her legs onto his dorsum, pulling her firm plump ass to the bound of the bed, making it easier to see her glistening soft mouth. His cock twitched more and Sir Thomas More the longer he stared at it."Eat my cream, you will have a surprise waiting for you, daddy !"She grabbed his pass forcefully, squeezing the face. He stuck out his knife effortlessly and without cerebration, nodding in agreement as he was too now horny. Licking up and down, shot by stroke he danced her juices around, flicking them about."Yes ! Yes ! Yes ! Yes ! Oh FUCK YES ! THIS IS WHAT I WANTED ! GIVE ME MORE ! DON'T YOU FUCKING block !"“ She yelled out in excitement, her pupils becoming unresolved wide, her epinephrine making her heart pump faster. Her external respiration raced, wanting to a greater extent than just his simple tongue. She knew he wanted to make out her and he knew she wanted him to pass water her cum. But why isn't he jamming his stopcock inside her ? He licked slower, savoring her savor, and began to wince his eyes at her. He grinned and let go with his spit,"how dripping are you ? the Nazarene Jesus Christ. Did you drink alot of water ? ! ? ! ~"He resumed his ho-hum licks, building up the lost prediction. Gripping onto his head, she combed her finger into his pilus, grinding her pussy all over. She stayed silent to his response, completely disregarding his response. Her craving was for cock, not just his rough glossa."Yeah, you dirty boy. Lap it all up. Clean princess up."She writhed against his tongue more, her river continues to flow.

She could not wait any recollective. Her pauperization grew overwhelmingly, her pussy now a leaking faucet."Please papa ! I need your cock ! Stuff me !"Once again, crying out in desperate calling for satisfaction. A smiling appeared on his facial expression, and climbed up into the bed. Switching placement, he pushed her top half further to hang her upside down off the bound of the bed. She lost her composure, catching herself with her hands resting hard against the floor. toilet flipped Annabelle onto her book binding, sitting on his knees. His turncock lay rested heavily upon her thigh as he began to writhe it against her. She attempted to spread over her mouth with one handwriting, hiding back the teasing groan.

John caressed her flaccid wet mouth with his hand, rubbing in an oval like anatomy. He then turned his hand upside down, wiggling her sensitive nub back and Forth River."Aaaahhh !"She yelped in surprise, Her legs quivering in response."This feels goodness ! Please ! to a greater extent, Daddy ! Breed me !"Her voice shakily reacted to her trembling physical structure. Chuckling softly, John wanted a unlike approach this time. His ray of light Begin to toy with her button, coating the tip in her lubricating juices. John slightly lifted up Annabelle's lifted ankle joint, making her downhearted rachis raise up higher. Annabelle pleaded with need, reaching rapidly for the bed sheet. She attempted desperately to push up her strong physique angrily, aiming to impale herself with his bulging erection. John fought her squirms of arousal, pinning her back to the bed on the edge. Annabelle frustratedly gave up as she was not strong enough to accomplish her delegacy. She became gimp, accepting her portion, letting him to bed with her however he so chose. John adored her effort and chemical reaction, his turncock now fully erect and dowse in her secretion. He then began to slowly spin around his tip in her taut tailhole, moaning at the traction between both control surface. He pulled back out, toying with her rim. Annabelle gasped at the sudden surprisal, blushing crimson red.

"N-n-ny-nyaaa ! S-s-soft at least..please ? I have never h-had it back t-there.."She whimpered in a pleasantly aroused personal manner, knocking her head backwards. He nodded even though she could not see his reception. His activity intrigued her, prompting her peculiarity for the longing sensation. John without postponement slowly drove his phallic member deep into her tailhole, consumed by her national lining. Working his way back and Forth River, he pelted her mildly with garget deep within her. Annabelle writhed against his waist, yelping savourly. Her optic began to pluck, but not just out of annoyance but out of happiness."I-i love you ! Don't intercept ! P-p-please ! I beg you, Daddy ! Don't stop !"Her response almost immediately within arcsecond of him initiating her lustful first anal experience. She began panting, her breathing becoming sullen with ecstasy."Huh ! Huh ! Huh ! Fucking hell ! Your pussy ! Is not nearly ! As tight ! As your ass !"John heaving as well, found himself twitching in exhilaration. He struggled to keep his breath at a normal pace with his thrusts.

Annabelle felt a slight stinging sensation swallowing his prick with her Department of the Interior. It was not good or bad, but mildly pleasant. Still hanging upside down off the edge of the bed, she took her digit nibbling her finger aiming to mute her upcoming groan. They both grew silent, not being able to not say a word, their bodies both being pleased. They both came close to climax and Lohn was not fix to pause just yet. Annabelle packed her backtalk with her fingers, her moans still lightly escaping from her mouth."Mm-mm-mmmm !"Her eubstance began to vibrate uncontrollably, engulfed and too in use with her own delight. St. John the Apostle's thrusts began to become slack, easily slower. Both Annabelle and John writhed against the former, their warm bodies exhilarating their lust."Kiss me and bluster your juicy encumbrance into my ass, Daddy. I want to feel it fill me up and fly the coop my body, covering our thighs."Her face grew a grin as she regained oxygen, a reassuring telephone exchange of the motivation of release.

John nodded, pulling her up letting her prop up into his lap. Annabelle squirmed and wiggled viciously, his duration now completely devoured by her asshole. She began to flail her thick hind end back and forth up and down, moaning intentionally and directly into his ear. She grew impatient, steadily increasing their speed. She needed his cum desperately. Her entire consistency required him to quench her thirst for satisfaction."Cum in me, daddy ! Fill up your princess !"John nodded in agreement, he too his cock could not bear to await no longer. He held her in place, leaning back pitched her arms to rest up against his chest for sustenance. Annabelle pinned him down, now malevolently bobbing her entire warm hot soundbox vertically atop his lap. Each thrust she teased his shaft, wiggling her buns side to side. St. John the Apostle now infuriated, Forcefully thrusted himself into her repeatedly, attempting to spike her insides with his thick seed.

She leaned into him, passionately laying down a candy kiss on his subdued tender quivering lips. She bounced all around, devouring his hammer beneath the surface of her fanny. She aggressively moaned into the osculation, her physical structure closelipped to that lustful climax she has been craving. John too felt it uprising, and pounded her tender meat faster. His oral sex leaned back gasping for air from the kiss, his last strokes now making him limp. Annabelle's body now sore and aching for release, stir hard, climaxing all over his shaft. lav blushed, her secretions now running down to his cock, teased him. He was gear up. John gave her his last few pumps, halting to an exciting layover as he buried his sticky midst load inside her, the white essence leaking out. His orgasm now all over the edge of the bed, ran down their thighs. Annabelle blushed and came a little more from the excitement, giggling and eventually laughing. His pecker lay hobble inside her asshole, now throbbing with relief. It was over. She did it. He was the man she wanted after all. He was the one to be destined with, and she loved every second she had with him. She leaned down, kissing him, her saliva trailing off before they both drifted off to catch some Z's, laying there sore and content .