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Ian was able to stand up in the water so he pulled Fran to him and she wrapped her legs around his waist. Her hands rested on his shoulders. One curled around his neck to hold his head to hers in a deep sensual kiss. She felt his hardening member brushing against her bottom in the water and she tried to wiggle herself down lower to it. Ian took hold of her hips and raised her enough to allow his cock to meet the entrance to her pussy. The knob of his now firm dick pressed against her clit and slowly slid to the mouth of her pleasure cave. Squeezing her muscles around his hard cock Fran tried to pull it deeper inside. But he wasn’t to be rushed. Holding her hips firmly he slowly pushed himself into her, a centimeter at a time. Fran tried using her legs to pull herself down on him harder but he held firm taking his time to fill her. He was always amazed when they made love as to how he fit inside her like a hand in a glove. It just felt so good to be inside her whether she was. She started to move but he held her thighs tightto him. “Say it Bobbi. Tell me what you want and I’ll give itto you.” “Fuck me. Please. Fuck me. Fuck me hard.”He started to move in and out again. Slowly but faster thanbefore. “Keep talking Bobbi. I want to hear it.”“Oh fuck me. Fuck me with that big, black cock. Fuck me with it.”He started to move faster. She started to talk faster. And louder. “Ram that cock in me. Fuck me. Fuck me with that big, blackcock. Fuck my pussy with that black cock. Fuck me! Fuck me!FUCK MEEEE!” And with that she started to cum. Her head wasturning from side to side. Her mouth hung open. And her eyeswere finally closed. In fact she didn’t even open them whenhe pulled out and shot himself all over her stomach. He rolled over onto his back at the head of the bed. Slowlymy wife caught her breath and eventually opened her eves.Slowly she pushed herself up to a sitting position and thenspun around on her knees until her butt at the foot of thebed. She lowered.
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