This was thirty years ago, before it was the norm for women to shave there, but that didn’t matter to me. The only thing that mattered was that I co...uld tell she liked it. She would pull me into her one minute and try to push me away the next while I clung to her for all I was worth, driving my tongue deeper and deeper. In a short time she was like a wild animal, thrashing and clawing, trying to get away without letting go of me. The effect it had on me was beyond anything I had experienced up. . Yeh sab tanya ne bataya hai ki tum aisi hi pareshan karte hoPhir maine mera lund uski chut pe ragadne laga joh clit massage karta hai aur use maja aa raha tha , aur maine pura k apura lund ek jhtke mein ghusa diya uski cheekh nikal gayi,Bhumi .. pelase dhere dhere karo, mujhe aadat nahi hai itne bade ki Vicky.. ab aadat dal de meri jaan ab to chalta rahega Bhumi.. haan magar abhi toh dhire dhire karMaine phir slowly apna lund aage piche karne laga uske dono pairon ko kandhe par rakha aur. Even after watching the film together; even after our discussion of "when" we would finally make love, we didn't. Not that night. Pretty peculiar, right?But that was OK. I felt as if we had an understanding. I was pretty sure that, the very next time we met, it would be the end of the long, strange mating ritual, and the beginning of a beautiful friendship.I was certain enough about this that I made plans, then and there, to at last become the aggressor. If Shirley wanted me to stop, next time,. I tell her to get up and she lays back down “are you starting to cum?” she asks me “yes I am starting to feel it” “good I want it, shoot it in me” she exclaims, “I want to feel your load inside of me!”I stick my cock in and I can feel it starting to throb. Each push into her tight pussy bringing me closer. I try to think of something else but I cant, she is moaning her boobs are jiggling, I look at her and she can see it in my face. “do you want to come?” “oh fuck yes I want to, I am about to.