Once we ironed out all the details, Kurt dropped by. When I opened the door, I was stunned. Kurt was wearing a sleeveless t-shirt and Daisy-Duke cut-o...ffs Levis, and he was obviously very proud of the newly sprouted trail of hair that ran from his navel on down because it was prominently display by his leaving the top couple buttons open on his cut-offs. Between his t-shirt and cut-offs, I could see the lean tubes of muscle move in his stomach, roll in his arms, and pulse over his collarbone. " This confirmed to Karin what Kevin had told her. "Do you like sex?" Who doesn't. When it's with someone you love it's great." Oh really? Well let me tell you Marcy. I don't love any of the men who rent my body but I love sex, I absolutely love sex." See, that's what I don't understand. That's one of the reasons I wanted to talk with someone like you. You seem so normal. And yet I imagine you must be with three or four different men ever day and..." Karin interrupted her. "Try a dozen or more.. Thoda sa moot maine haantho mein leke use pilaaya aur phir uski mere moot se bhari choot chaatne laga. Waah kya taste tha maza aagaya. Kajal paagal ho chuki thi.woh kabhi meri peeth sehlaati toh kabi sar. 10 min choot choosne ke baad maine apna lund uski choot pe set kiya. Kajal ne mera lund pakad kar khud use apni choot mein daal diya. Uski choot uske ras, meri moot aur thook ke kaaran kaafi geeli thi isiliye mera aadha lund turant andar chala gaya.Who kaafi tight thi aur ye mera first time. A quick little hump on my part got all the tender bits back where they should be. As she gave my pussy a vibrating little shake, my mind recalled a similar situation from the past. On the hot summer day Doug and I had our first date, we had a picnic down at Fairport Beach. As I sat on a hill overlooking the beach and the lake, I spied a couple hidden in the bulrushes. A dark haired Italian-looking woman knelt on a blanket, facing me. Her husband, I presumed, faced her while reclining on his.