I never fear nor desire nor hunger for anything of this world. I desired once before, and the cause of my temporary ignorance was blotted out from thi... cursed earth forever. Now I walk freely among those who desire, those who search in vain because they have not and will never find the cause of their soul’s anguish: the lack of a purpose for existence. Oh, most assuredly many of them are students, eminent scholars, and businessmen, but they drown in their own misery because they conclude that. Se jyada ho gaya tha mai dana dan unki gand mare jaa raha tha kabhi kabhi jor ka jhatka marta to unke muh se aawaj aati uhhhh aaaahh ronit aur maar sali gand ko faad de.Esa karte karte hame karib 25 min hone ko aaye mai bhi apani charam seema par pahcuhne wala tha to maine ka aapki gand mai hi bhar deta hu wo boli ha ronit bhar de meri gand mai apana sara maal kar de use pura maine apane jhatke aur bada diye itne mai jor se mera fawaraaa nikala aur uski gand mai chala gaya aur unko ulta hi leta. ' There was no way I could escape Harry's punishing fuck, his huge dick was working farther and farther up into my anal opening. Soon his cock was pushing against my inner anal sphincter muscle, which quickly gave way and let his huge cock pass. I screamed out again as Harry's huge cock bust passed thru anal sphincter tube. Harry was grunting and panting as he continued to push his large fuck tool deeper and deeper into my butt. Harry leaned down pressing my thighs to my chest and nestled his. He’ll close his eyes and throw his head back and I sometimes think he’ll howl.Bruce is my age or a little older with brown thinning hair which he wears in a buzz-cut about a quarter-inch long. He has a nice chest and a flat stomach but no waistline. He’s the same size from his armpits straight to his hips, has muscular thighs and his forearms are as big as my upper arms. And he’s strong. His chest and stomach are covered with softly curly hair, but I wouldn’t call him a bear. There’s no hair on.