She moaned loudly as pussy juice squirted from inside of her. slicking his cock even more. the added lubrication had him forcing all 10 inches in to h...r. smashing her cervix with renewed brutality. she groaned as she began to quake around the cock lodged inside of her.M's fingers dug in to her hips hard as he threw his head back spewing her insides for all he was worth. he let his cock soften inside of her before he pulled out. "Don’t drip all over my floor this time." he said as he pulled. Since we had two different majors at college, we had different school hours in different days, that was why we had to walk each alone to school most of the time, My name is Heba, being a soft hearted, sensitive girl, I have always loved flowers a lot, a nice flower place on the road to school has attracted my eye sight all the time, enough for me to stop and watch for a few minutes each time.What had my interest there, was the flower man who was in his late forties, or early fifties, a nice man. I’m angry. I’m sad. I’m hurt. I’m scared.”“Come closer.”“Why?” Paul wondered.“Those two took something that we might have saved to share together. Now that it’s gone it doesn’t matter; we can’t get it back. But, I still want to be your first. Do you still want me? Even though I’m dirty?” “If I said yes, would you think I’m sick?”“Well, when I explain, you might think I am,” exclaimed Kina. “The entire time that was happening I knew I couldn’t stop it so I had to let go. I don’t remember when. That night and for most the remaining nights I was out of town, we spent a couple of hours talking dirty to each other as we masturbated over the phone lines. The best part was the nastier I got, the dirtier she got.I was surprised how quickly my normally quiet, reserved wife picked up on phone sex. She was getting more vocal each night. After the first week she sounded like a different woman. She was using words I had never heard from her in all our years of marriage. After the second week,.