Would you beat up someone for love? What if he was trying to molest your girlfriend? If he was trying to rape your girlfriend, could you shoot him? Wh...at about murder? Could you kill me? I was in love once, with a girl much like yours. Of course, my girl was prettier, and cleverer, but all guys think that about their girl. Love distorts our objectivity. In fact, I would say that the definition of love is a positive distortion of objectivity fixated on an object or person. So is your world. I knew what he wanted and I longed to take that large head into my mouth, so without hesitation I wrapped my lips around it. He sighed as my tongue explored the small hole. I looked at my husband to see how he was taking seeing his wife sucking a stranger's cock. He looked in a daze but his right hand was buried inside his open trousers and I could see that he was stroking his cock as his wife licked and sucked the big dick in her mouth.I suppose it must have been quite a shock to see one's. “I need you to help me get the banana out of my pussy Mike. Do you think you can help me? She asks in her sexy voice. Claire was so caught up in her own escapades that she didn’t even notice that her bedroom door was now open and Sasha was peeking out. She was wondering what was taking so long and now she knew why. She cracked the door enough to see Mike stroking his cock and glaring at Claire’s naked body. Sasha could feel her own pussy twitching with excitement as she wondered what was to. "Good afternoon, class. Today we have a new student. Please everyone, this is Jasper," the teacher's voice boomed calmly over the chatter of his class. Jakoda froze; that name, it sounded all too familiar, could it be him? She looked up to see that face and it was the face from her dreams. But she remembered it from somewhere else, she just couldn't put her finger on it. The teacher assigned Jasper to the seat next to Jakoda, mainly because the class was seated in Alphabetical order. "Long time.