Her lips were puffier than ever and so wet that my tongue had no trouble finding her hymen as they simply parted welcoming the arrival of their first ...penetration.I carefully inserted my index finger and gently massaged her lips down to the hymen and back. After repeating this gentle massage a few times I found a little opening on the one side and slowly eased my finger through. She did not even flinch so I fingered her a little faster. Her body tensed again.Jacky watched in amazement clearly. Just like you were. AndAfter I got free to live my life. I wanted to understand what my motherdid so I went around and found the other men my mother worked on. Ifound Valentina, I found John, I found the woman you love, Vivian andnone of them chose to marry a man. None of them were attracted to men,neither were you." Cynthia," Natalia interrupted. "What does this have to do with yourchoice. Your mother hurt other men and they didn't choose that life.Neither did I choose to be a wife to a. I could see the soft pubic hair on her pussy as Fred advanced with his thick cock in his hand. In one swift movement he impaled my partner on his man pork.“Oooooooooo Ohh,” she moaned then broke into a series of grunts as her man began to put the meat to her. “Ugh, ugh, ugh ….”The monster in my cunt was driving me crazy. I didn’t want it to stop. Again and again it was driven home. My whole body was being forced across the table with each pile drive of the thick piston. "Oooooooh ya," I. What was he doing here? What was she doing? Then she came back. She was wearing a white silk robe. Now barefoot, she was transformed from suburban housewife into something far more exotic, more voluptuous. More dangerous. She held his eye all the way from the door to the table, pinning him down. He leant back in the sofa, as if he could already feel her on him, as he wanted to feel her on him, pressing him down with her full breasts, straddling him with those long, tanned legs. She stopped on.