It took less than a minute for precum to start dribbling from my slit down the shaft to my balls. I was fixated on my mag which was a series of pics o...f a broad shouldered muscular guy with thick head of hair and mustache with a gigantic veiny cock with a magnificent purple head that he was pushing into this red head's vag. It did not take long and I could feel my balls tighten up and my cock was about to erupt and then I heard the door open.I could hear two voices one of them was a female it. Main: Main to bina kapde ke bhi rah lunga.Shradha: Nahi nahi, sardi lag gayi to. Lo ye pehno.Main use uske hatho se lekar utha to woh boli: Main pehnati hun. Haat aage kholo.Woh mujhe kisi bachche ke tarah pahle shirt pehnay. Fir satin ki lungi mujhe pehnane ke beech mere lund ko sahlati hui boli: Lungi sahi rahega, jab chahe ise nikal sakoge, Hahaha!Main apna ek hath neeche le gaya aur seedhe uski choti si nighty ke andar theek choot ke phuli “V” akaar ke hisse par rakkh bola: Aur ye bhi.Is. "I already feel so turned on it almost hurts. My insides are aching and I really want it to stop. Please." "The aching will stop in a few moments, just stop being aroused, dear," Cara says, with a smile. She checks the ornate clock on the wall. "I can't, Miss Cara. I can't! Please. If, you could let me…" Stacy mutters, awkwardly. "Have an orgasm?" Cara suggests, assisting the poor, horny girl in front of her. "Yes. Please, I'd be willing to make it up to you in some other way. I just… let me. I probably seemed that way on some level but I was trying to act cool.“I usually don’t. I try to hold it,” she said.“Do you have to poop now?” I asked.“I am not allowed to say that I go poop. I am only allowed to say that I need to take a shit, and yes, I do, but I am not going to beg you to allow me to do that, Sir,” she said.“Why not? Are you afraid for me to watch you try to squeeze a tiny, cylinder-shaped turd through that little hole between your butt cheeks?” I giggled at her in the most.