Her hair was dark chocolate and thick, glossy locks spilling straight down to the top of her shoulder blades and parted down the center. She was a cur...vy woman, with rounded, supple hips, a generous round ass, and heavy, ripe breasts. She wore simple, plain clothes; a nicely fitting gray T-shirt, a pair of blue jean shorts, and sandals.My Jess. My girl. My slave.She was the most beautiful sight I'd ever seen.Her eyes fell on me, and she smiled softly, almost shyly, those big brown eyes staring. Yes, reading sex stories is more enjoyable than watching porn. Hello, everyone, this is Jagdish from Chennai working in a private concern. Today I am going to narrate a real story which happened to me one year before and the heroine of the story is Amala. Actually, this sex story does not happen on its own however I have perfectly planned so. Both the names are real and not fake because I don’t want to kill the real thrill of the story even by changing the names. This is the first story so. "Oh yes, right there." Karen moaned. "He is so good, babe." Sol grabbed her arms and put them behind her back, leaning her up. Sol wanted the camera to have a good shot of her bouncing tits from this position. He picked up his speed again, the force and motion making her heavy breasts swing and slap together, a sound that turned Solomon on very much. "Harder!" She moaned to Solomon, then looked at the camera. "I want him to cum inside me, babe. Can he, please? I want him to so bad!" Sol could. I guess she made coffee incase mike wanted some,she must have gone back to bed.another 15min. went by and I see movement again it is marta gettingcoffee, She had taken a shower but she had on one of her sheer nighties that I had bought her, I zoomed in to get acloser look because I thought she didn't have any panties on cause,I could see her ass cheeks but she had on a thong.that I had also bought her,She never wears them unless I ask her to put them on for me,I told her they make her ass look.