"The contrast of senses inflames me -- the softness of sight and touch, the coarseness of sound. My partner, my lover. My consort, my whore.She peels ...her sweater from her body and pulls my head to her breasts. She runs her fingers over my smooth, bald pate, murmuring words of love and lust. I lick, I bite, I nibble... she bends to kiss my head then nip my ear. She has unzipped her slacks. She takes one of my hands and guides me to the inviting slick warmth of her pussy.I draw back to watch her. George und Mandy hatten mehrere Monate in der Villa gearbeitet, sie waren seit zwei Jahren verheiratet, Mandy war siebenundzwanzig und George gerade 30 Jahre alt. Ihre Zukunftspläne beinhalteten Kinder und ein Haus, wie sie jedes andere typische junge Ehepaar hatte.Als der Hausmeisterjob verfügbar war, kamen George und Mandy zusammen mit etwa hundert anderen Paaren zum Interview. Mr. Coleman schlich nicht um den heißen Brei herum, er sagte gleich, sein Hauptgrund für die Einstellung des Paares. This is the best fucking I have had in a long time.” Darrell had me laying flat on the pavement. He was lying on top of me with his arm wrapped around my throat, like in a choke hold. But he was not choking me, just using that position to pull my body against his quite sizable cock. After my body relaxed enough to except the fucking Darrell was giving me, something surprising happened. I started enjoying the fucking. My tiny dick was getting ground against the blacktop. It was being ground. Saaath hi saath uske haath mere gand ko sehla rahe the aur uske honth mere honthon ka jaam pi rahe the …aaaaahh mere badan me kuch kuch ho raha tha, paani me bhi meri badan main jaise aag lag gayi thi, mera jism neil ke badan ki tapish to mahsoos kar raha tha…tel ki maalish se mera badan chipchipa ho gaya tha, mere jism se apne jism ko ragadne ke baad neil ka badan bhi tel se chipchipa ho gaya.Ufff neil ka nagan chipchipa badan mujhpar qayamat dhaa raha tha.Kaafi samay tak neil mere badan se.