"Lovely!" he gasped. He pulled her head hard into his groin so that her nose was buried among his cock hair and not a fraction of cock was out of her ...mouth. Where or how she managed to take his full length and it was nearly eight inches in length, didn't concern him. Really he couldn't give a fuck, as long as she sucked him, how she accommodated his length was her problem, not his. He was there for the enjoyment and this woman was giving him that. "Take the lot you cunt", he groaned. "Every. You were really into them the last time I came and I kind of, well, fell in love with them too.’ She wandered to the tank of butterflies and stared. They floated, red, orange, pearly light reflecting on her face. Their mouths opened and closed with the rhythm I had memorized. I leaned forward and pinched her cheeks, forcing her lips into a fish face. ‘Glub glub.’ ‘Fuck off,’ she laughed. That night I dreamed about Ruth. I had just built a bookshelf for my den, and spent most of the evening. Mi pan aaiche open balls khup varshanantar pahile. aaiche manuke tathar zalya sarkhe vatat hote. sultanane othanvarun jeebh firavli. mag ti aaiche manuke chatu laagli. ti tichi jeebh aaichya manukyanvar gol gol firvar hoti. aaila gudgulya sahan hot navtya mhanun tine donhi hatani teblache paay je ichya dokyajawal hote ghatta dharle hote.Tila madhe halkech hasayala pan yet hota. sultanane aaichya ballsche sarva bujune muke ghetle mag aalgad manuka tondat gheun chokhu laagli. aali paaline tine. The sexual tension had been building up between the three of us for years but I didn’t surrender to it until an unseasonably hot and humid Friday night in June. Like every night when Sharon was out on a date, which was most nights, we settled down in the family room after dinner to watch a little television. We really didn’t watch much television because we were more interested in making love to each other with our eyes and see who could send the other scurrying off to masturbate first. As I.