She then exploded. She creamed all over me. My face was covered in her sweet cum. But I didn’t stop. I took my tongue and rammed it as far up her ho...le as I could, licking frantically. My cock was standing at full attention fighting to get out of my pants. I thought about pulling it out and stroking it with one hand while I held her pussy open with the other, but I decided against it. This moment was about her, not me. My tongue was replaced by one finger, then two. I returned to her clit with. Granted the year is almost over, so at times it seems pointless. Getting into shape has never been fun for me. I hate everything about it. But I know I need to do this to get my self esteem back. My divorce happened almost a year and a half ago now so it's been long enough and it's about time I take control of my life and do something good for me. I figured the best way to get started was to get up early and start walking. There's a beautiful nature trail behind my neighborhood. I've never been. I guess he did not expect that from me. He said,-hameeda, why should you talk to him like that? Looks like you are having a serious issue with him--no imad…just family problems--hameeda, you cannot lie to me! You have a problem with him. Tell me, what is it?-I could no longer hide it to him. I said what happened that night, when omar threatened me to have sex with him.That was no longer a problem to me anyway. What was gone was gone, but that made me hate Omar.Imad calmly listened to me and. “Oh God I love you,” he grunted, and we kept slamming each other for quite a while before we tired out and finally, exhausted, I lifted him off me and laid him down on the coffee table, motioning for Scott, who was erect again, to take it away. “I can see your spunk in there,” he commented, examining Dyl’s ass just like I had his. “That’s fucking hot.” “I know it,” I nodded, then grew suddenly instructive. “Go in easy,” I warned. “A little at a time.” He looked perplexed, probably because we.