Aur kahara rahi thi. Bol rahi thi. Hay dinu 2 saal bad meri chut ki khujali miti hai. Wakai tum pake chudakad ho. Chodo muze jor jor se chod. Mera lun...ch pach pach ki awaj ke sath andar bahar ho raha tha. Pure kamare me chudai ki fachafach fachafach ki awaje gunj rahi thi. Mera lund uski chut ko chhedata jaraha tha kuch der bad uske jharne ke karna mera lund bilkul gila ho chukka tha aur wo nidal hokar lambi lambi sanse le rahi thi. Karib 50-60 dakko ke bad mere lund ne akhir jordar fuwara. And she pretty much engaged in enough encounters, and in some cases, WE engaged in enough encounters, that I will probably have fantasy material for life.So before diving into some specific great moments, I thought I would share some statistics, just to see how we may or may not compare to others in "the lifestyle". At the beginning, she had 13 motel room, same night encounters with her "friend" ,and then me afterwards. On 2 other occasions she spent the night with him, and on one, they spent a. I began to proceed as cool as I could around this topic, how successful that would be, I had no idea because I was sure anyone and everyone in the pub could see panic etched across my face. 'Well it's alright for some if you just pick someone and get them.' I said playfully. 'Some of us aren't quite so lucky' 'And who have you picked?' she whispered. She was good at this, she was good at continually putting the ball back in my court, she was happy to let me know she liked me and wanted me, but. “No way did you fuck that virgin!” “Maybe not but she gave me a helping hand.” “I doubt that, c’mon, I bet you’re still horny, we never did have our farewell fuck…what do you say?” Laura stepped in closer to Steven, one hand on his hips, the other cupping his crotch. Steven’s eyes immediately dropped to her beautiful cleavage as her hand expertly massaged his balls and rubbed his hardening cock at the same time. “You’re a fucking slut Laura.” Steven commented as he grabbed her breasts. He.