I wasn’t all that sure I liked being an adult.I loved my lovers and children. But back in high school—Well, in spite of the fact that there were o...nly a few classes that I actually remembered, I remembered so much of what we did back then. I remembered the dates, the basketball games, the conflicts, big debate, sleepovers with my girlfriends. I remembered bad times as well as good times, but there always seemed to be something ‘important’ happening in my life. Everything was new and exciting. It. It felt as if her cunt was squeezing my cock so hard, as if it wanted to milk it of every single last drop of cum inside my bulging brown balls; and it wasn’t long before I couldn’t hold back any longer and exploded, shooting load after load of thick cum inside her little white pussy forming a mixture of blood and cum which poured slowly from her pussy around my dick. We lay for a while, with me still inside her until my cock eventually went soft, and yet it still felt tight as I pulled out.For. " The first ones are the best. Rub my body all over. I know you can do it." Should I take my clothes off too? This way, you can enjoy my body too." Sure. I know you want to get naked. I see you jerking off all the time. You are a very naughty boy. Take off your clothes and come and rub your auntie."Carlo locked his aunt's bedroom door. He took off his clothes and poured the massage oil on his aunt's back. He rubbed the oil into her skin. She was impressed by how wonderful his hands. .................................................................................................. "Honey, can you take out the trash? I asked you to do this 2 and a half hours ago!" Ugh. The life I live. The name's Raymond, but you can call me Ray. I'm 26, and the woman you just heard whining about the trash is Hana, my girlfriend of 7 years, and recently turned fiance. She's 25, and we met in college. Well, she was in college. I was taking the year off to try and get my life straight. You.