.. -Hai... -Vino... -Si bagati pula aia... -Vreau sa-ti simt pula in pizda... -Vreau sa ma penetrezi sa mi-o tragi adanc... -Vreau sa ma faci sa urlu ...sa gem... Cand am vazut-o pe mama mea capra luandu-si bucile in maini si desfacandu-le si bineinteles vazandu-i gaoaza,pizda am crezut ca ejaculez dar nu a fost asa am privit-o si am ascultat-o pana cand nu am mai rezistat asa ca m-am dat jos din pat m-am dus la ea apucand-o cu mainile de buci si scuipand-o intre buci mai exact in gaoaza si in. As always, if you don't like this one the next one will be different. Thanks to every one who reads it. And thanks of course to Barney-R for eiditing it with his usual wizardry. SS06A day of destiny; that's what they call it when you experience an event that changes your life forever. Somehow I never expected mine to be in a crummy bar at the edge of the town I lived in.I'd never been in the place before, but I knew of it. I think everybody in town knew about it. It was one of those places that. I was reading and all of a sudden I got the urge the hump the bed. I slowly started to rub my pussy back and forth across the bed, as it felt better and better. I kept at it, rubbing faster, pressing harder, for 20 minutes or so, making it feel better and better. However, I did not have an orgasm, though, only the feeling of a great sense of enjoyment and fun.That was the first of many bed humping experiences. Eventually, I'd lock the door, strip down and hump the bed in the nude. Felt even. I’d gained some weight since moving to Littleton and getting a regular job. But, now I was interested in getting into shape too; hence my long range walking and my in-my-room daily exercises, well, nightly exercises. I was actually looking pretty good: a good looking body to go with my outstanding facial good looks.I think my efforts to improve my body were also improving my attitude and self-esteem. Well, I thought it was. I didn’t feel so stressed and bitter and whatever anymore. Three years.