Ek do bar usne try bhi kiya lekin kuch ander ghusate hi woh khatam ho jata hai. Aur meri gand tight hi reh jati hai.Main – Agar tight hai tab to dar...d hoga.Pooja – wahi to chahiye. Main bar bar dard nahi sehna chahti. Tumhara lund ghusega to pura fail jayegi meri gand fir chudwane mein dard nahi hoga.Mujhe to bas sunne ki der thi. Maine turant use ghodi banaya aur gand pe lund rakha. Fir dheere dheere ander ghusane laga. Uski gand kafi tight thi aur Pooja dard se rone lagi thi. Adha hi ghusa. My juices are already slowly spilling from me. He presses his mouth to me . I feel his tongue slip inside of me. I let out a loud, moan. He blows into my clit, something I’d never felt before, but it makes me go crazy. I grab at the bed sheets, so close to my orgasm. But he doesn’t let me. He comes back up to me and kisses me. I taste myself on his lips. He removes my bra as he kisses me, and I remove his boxers. He’s huge. He flips me on my back. I nod and he presses the head of his long cock. “Hmmm,” I thought, “I thoroughly enjoy getting a blowjob from my wife. I wonder what kind of experience I would have with Ellen.”“You know,” said Bobby suddenly, “We are going to have to make a decision about oral sex.”“Huh? What?” I said, awakened from my wine influenced daydreaming.“We said that we’d discuss it after several sessions, didn’t we?” Ellen nodded in agreement. I concluded that she was slightly tipsy with a somewhat glazed look in her eyes. “Absolutely! Let’s decide right. They began to tighten, and start their journey upwards, towards my prostrate. I clenched my teeth and eyes, trying desperately to hold off, and not go for the slam. As Cole also began to tighten his grip on my ever swelling fuck meat, his abs and chest began to turn red, and I myself began sweating down my back and forehead.Finally at last, the moment arrived. I buried my cock into the far depths of his guts, and just stopped. I had never done that before. Tilting my head backwards, and.