So from this short intro of my thoughts , I want to share this experience. This experience which made me fulfil my desire but not stop with one. So if...any women from Chennai or cbe or anywhere in India who wants to contact me, just ping me in So to the story,This basically started with my use of online chat rooms. I usually look for nick names which are genuine. Which doesnt sound just names or doesnt sound just paindcams or shit. So there was this nickname “Happy soul” which made me to ping.. "Oh, God, Matthew," Laura sobbed. More tears ran down her face now. "Gentle, Matthew, please," she begged. "Cunt whores don't deserve to be treated gently, Susan," I sneered back to her. I knew she was not enjoying this as much as I was, but she hadn't used our safety word yet. So even with the tears and sobbing, I was going to continue to fuck the hell out of her ass. She did want me to treat her like she was Susan, and Susan was a cheating whore. After a few more deep penetrating thrusts,. Amber was sobbing uncontrollably as the first rapist began thrusting in and out of my girlfriend. He slapped her ass with his giant hand and then grabbed her hips and began to thrust harder into her. It was so obvious that Amber was in so much pain and there was nothing I could do to help her as this giant black man was ruthlessly raping her. He was slamming into her, making a thudding noise every time his balls slapped against her. His thug comrades had begun feeling up Ambers body, squeezing. Sue was lying in the middle of the master bed and Cindy was sitting over on a day bed that Sue and Chuck had put in there to make two couples fucking that much easier and much more erotic so both couples could watch each other getting it on.Bob and Larry stood there for a moment, acting like they were both deciding which sexy woman they would fuck, but they realized that each mother wanted her own son to fuck her, so the two horny men finally moved to the specific bed where they were expected.