Ek rat Aarti aayi aur sidha boli, “Main apko jyada hot nahi lagti kya? Jo mujhe chhorkar meri didi ko chodte ho?” Maine bola – Aisa bat nahi hai.... Tum Pooja se jyada hot ho.Aarti – Fir kya reason hai?Main – Tum Pooja se hi puch lo to better rahega.Aarti – Woh mujhe nahi batati kuch. Aap hi bataoge nahi toh aaj chudwaungi nahi.Main – Thik hai, mat chudwao. Main Pooja ko chod lunga.Aarti – koi fark hi nahi padta aapko. (aur woh fir sad ho gayi)Main – Accha! Aaj jab Pooja aayegi to usse puchna.. We just grabbed each other and fell onto the bed. We had been so aroused by the discussions and fondling in the living room that we coupled effortlessly. Pat rolled me onto my back and rode me like a woman possessed. Very soon, Pat reached her orgasm and came loud and long. I couldn’t resist and felt my semen spurting deep into her vagina. As Pat felt my seed within her, she came again with a body shaking vocal climax. Pat collapsed onto my prone body and I felt my semen trickling out of her. At this point I could see why because she started moaning with each spasm my cock made and when I finally stopped and said, ‘Well, I sure came,’ she said ‘fuck yeah, me too!’ The next day, Sunday, Feb. 9th, was fraught with anxiety. I had never ejaculated inside prior to this date and I spent the following day counting (with dread) each of the spasms of semen my cock heaved inside this BBW’s hungry pussy. What felt like ecstasy the night before was replaced with the lurking fear that I got her. I spanked mothers ass for what felt like forever - her normally white skin a bright red hot mess before me. Gone was my anger and was replaced by something else, something almost animal in its intensity.She had jerked violently at each strike and had gasped out at the pain, yet the only other response was a harsh deep breathing. When I stopped striking her, that irregular breathing turned to sobs and mother begin to cry, her whole body convulsing with anguish.Gone was my anger, gone was my.