I know that. I let my mother’s bad example influence me, as well as that of pop culture and my friends. I will make amends for this, I swear to both... of you ... and to Satya. It’s quite clear to me that I’ve been very lucky in the husband department. I didn’t know just how lucky I was until I heard of a wife whose husband actually turned her over to a total and complete stranger for a year, just to get his jollies from it. Now, that’s disgusting, not like this, but truly repugnant, at least to. I am gasping for air as you pull your cock from my mouth. It's lubricated in stringy spit from deep in my throat, grasping your cock, a smile spreads across your lips as you say, "I think I'm gonna have to fuck you now."Glancing down at the motorway and then over your shoulder I got up again. You spun me round placing my hands on the cold metal bars of the fence before using your knee to force my legs apart. You pulled my panties to one side and pushed your cock into my hot wet pussy firmly but. ’ And we got in the car. Once in the car he unzipped his pants and pulled out his enormous cock–it was ROCK hard! As we drove to some other secluded spot I began sucking his cock and massaging his balls. I was getting wetter and wetter remembering how he fucked me at the party. I was so pre-occupied with working his cock that I didn’t realize when we had stopped until he lifted me up by the chin and kissed me hard on the mouth. ‘I want you to sit on this cock and ride me like the slut you are,’. All the girls and ladies reading this must be knowing how wet foreplay makes women. Her red panty made me wilder. I pulled it down in a go and she gave out a scream. She then smiled a little and said to me: Fuck me like a bitch today. Take me.My madness had no limits. It was euphoria. I parted her pussy lips and went in like there was no tomorrow. I explored her inner of the vagina. She was sweet as fuck.she was constantly pulling my hair and pushing me deep down into her pussy. My tongue.