Phir maine subah use school k paas ek photo state ki dukan k paas s pick up kara aur seedhe us kamre p le gya.wahan andar jaate hi maine kamre ki kund...i maar di.wo kamre m ghum rahi thi to maine us se kaha janu kaisa lag raha h usne kaha bas kuch nhn ghabraahat ho rahi h.maine kaha daro mat yahan tumhare aur mere siwa koi nhn ayega.itna Kehta hi maine use apni baahon m bhar liya aur apni baahon m bhar liya.aur ek jor kaa kiss kiya.wo bhi mera pura saath dene lagi phir maine kiss karte karte hi. He had seen the most intimate parts of me, and I him. ‘See you at 6’ That was it. The knock on my door startled me as I sat huddled on the couch watching television. I straightened out the dress I had chosen, short sleeved, pink, covering an inch below my butt. I never thought of myself of having a nice body or a nice butt. I’ve always been slightly overweight, just under 5’7”, a round face that was only lightly freckled these days. My breasts were something to be proud of. They were. ..” And a lot easier that it went in, the cock inside her plops out and she barely has time to draw a quick breath before a new cock, this one thin and cut, stabs back into her throat and hands haul her onto it and start to pull her back and forth on it. At the same time, with a sound like gunshot, something hits and immediately stings her bare arse cheek. Then another, and another, and another. With no way of protecting herself from the blows she has to endure as someone lays into her with. It was like sweet nectar and was then one slow manouvre to take him all the way down my throat. The heat from his cock and balls on my face was like a summer night, as he began to thrust in and out, face fucking me with his rod of pleasure. He ran his fingers through my hair sending shivers through me. It felt just like when my Dad did the same thing and the thought of it was making me as hard as steel. I wished my Dad could be here to join in.I worked my way back up his tight abs and.