It was in the shower that I discovered what makes it all work. I was showering up like usual and I thought of my teacher as the shower head, with its...super crazy high pressure, hit the tip of my penis and boom instant erection. I marveled at it, looking at it with fascination and with pride. Behold! Water is the key! Yet, I kept my penis there, under the strong warm stream and it felt real good. Really good. I left it there, water hitting it but it wasn't until I moved my shaft up and let. Eloise cried out loud again, begging for more of his deep thrusts. Her shapely rump bucked straight back to engulf every inch of his firm, driving manhood. Her golden hair swirled and fell over her bare shoulders as her horny sovereign frantically pummeled her pussy in an eager frenzy. The king was desperate for another blissful explosion inside her vortex of responsive carnality. Eloise was his whore. He owned her as surely as he owned his horse or his palace or his crown. However, pretty,. Ab decided time pe wo aai and Maine uska welcome kiya and hum padne baith gaye mere Mann me to laddoo fut rae the par wo response nhi de rhi thi and apni padai me lagi thi Maine fir ek trick ki maine usse pucha ki aap drink karte ho kya usne mana kar diya Maine kaha meko karna hai agar aapko koi problem na ho to mai beer leke aata usne kaha no problem.Mai jaldi Se gaya beer lene, beer shop me pahuchte hi uska message aaya ki mere liye kingfisher leke aana Maine message kiya ki aap to nahi pite. She looked at me and asked anything else beta….i shuddered and said something no one could think off.I said yes and she asked ab kya tumhari maa ab aajayegi….i told her can u shit for me fast and I told her that when I was a kid of 3-4 I remember her taking me to the toilet and washing me….could I reciporcate the same way….god knows why such a thought came in to my head but that was the only thing that came…..she smiled and held her hand on her fore head and said what kind of a boy are you….but.