The change in her couldn't be hidden from Bob.The change in her couldn't be hidden from Bob. Now, even the dark sunglasses couldn't mask his glee as he looked at the sexy young woman taking the full measure of his prick. "You love it," he hissed. "I knew you would. This is what you crave. Getting fucked is what you live for, and the wilder the better. That's your style. Hell, if I stopped now you'd beg me for it, wouldn't you? Go on, admit it!" She gritted her teeth, but she couldn't control herself anymore. "Yes!" she cried, her hands reaching up to take his glasses off so she could stare into Bob's eyes. "Yes, you bastard, I do love it!" she cried, arching her back, bucking wildly at his cock, rocking her lovely head from side to side. "I love it! I want it! So stop talking and fuck me!" Her admission seemed to spur Bob into even greater intensity, if that was possible. He growled huskily as he grabbed her tits and fucked his cock rapidly in and out of her sopping cunt. The force of his fucking grew with every stroke, and Janet was ready, matching him all the way. |