‘Oh shit, that feels good,’ moaned Lauren. Ian went further and further into Lauren’s depth, his cock slowly becoming engulfed by her. Two peopl...e cannot get any closer than this. Lauren felt a little bit scared. Ian was at least a good seven inches, how is he going to get it all in? Lauren gasped as Ian broke her hymen and finally got his cock as deep as possible. He then began to pull out and thrust back in. He was fucking her. Ian fucked Lauren at a steady pace, slamming his cock into her. She was dressed up in salwar. She asked me to sit in the couch and make myself comfortable. I could see the salwar was tight and got ample view of her cleavage. She was wearing tight leggings giving ample view of her thighs. She prepared a welcome drink for us and we sat down for a chat.While we were chatting I came to know that her mother along with the child had gone to the native place for a function and will be back in a week’s time. I realized I was alone with her. We were chatting about. What’s a guy or gal to do when they’re sexually frustrated and members of the opposite sex aren’t around? My thoughts exactly. I’ve been exploring my fondness for girls for years, and I see no reason to stop now. The woman of my dreams is Adina Djalu, a six-foot-tall, curvy and gorgeous young Aboriginal Australian woman. Born in Gosford, New South Wales, to an Aboriginal Australian father and a white mother, Adina is simply one of the most beautiful people I’ve ever seen. The first time I laid. Rich, Frank, these girls, the clients, the streets&hellip,it was all Angel knew. This was her home. Angel had to remind herself that it could be worse. She could have nothing at all. She could be living in a cardboard box in an alley. She could have to steal food and never have a chance to bathe. It could be worse. It could always be worse. Rich ordered pizza for the house to share. They sat around the TV, eating off of paper plates. It was funny to Angel. Rich was by no means a poor man. In.