And it was even better because it was me. You wanted me deeper now. You pulled me between your legs. I willingly complied. Your legs wrapped around m...e and pulled me in. I could feel your cervix now. The last resistance was gone. You had given yourself to me, body and soul. You allowed your legs to relax and I pushed them back opening you as wide as possible, struggling for every fraction of an inch. In and out I stroked my cock. I could feel your pussy beginning to contract. A new wave was. When I opened the door, I did not realized there were three man.Of course if I describe them : the first one was almost bald because he had 55 and was the boss : his name was Kevin and said he had been working for 30 years and he had been training many men younger than him. It was the opportunity for me to have a joke with him because he was very easy-going according to me and I said : - So you are very experienced to teach some guys younger than you, I do not think you get angry with them like. Jaise ki aap sab log jante ho mai ek MNC mai Engineer hu or achi gud looking wala hu.or mere Dick ka size 7.5 or 3 thick jink o nhi pata un k liye hai any way an asli baat pea ate hai Maine Shivani ko choda or uske bagal mai so gaya to shivani ne apni eyes kholi or sabse phele apni O shape chut ko dheka fir mujhe kiss kiya or mere bagal mai so gayi orShivani : Thanks Aaryan maine socha nhi tha ki mai kabhi sex mai itna maja le payu giMe: Dear abhi kaha maja to abhi baki hai jaan tum dhekti jayo. Probably similar to d**g addicts always trying to get that first buzz feeling. For me it was, and always has been, pantyhose. Not stockings and that, but nude or suntan pantyhose. Probably a symptom of growing up in the 70's. I don't even really like black pantyhose that much. But to me writing is what gets me off, and this is all true stuff about my life in pantyhose. I have no reason to lie about any of this. As a matter of fact, these stories I'm going to write arent' that.