Please don’t tease me” I begged. He went and got a towel from the cupboard and put it in front of the couch. “Knee on this Stella and rest your ...ody on the couch because Brute was a big dog and quite heavy”. I did as directed. “Come boy. Brute mount” and on command Brute climbed on my back. Greg reached under Brute and directed his growing cock to my pussy. Brute was spraying pre-cum and as soon as he felt his cock enter me he trust forward. I squealed as his cock continued to grow. “Oh my God”. Mioara USA me rahathi thi. Me use pyar se maya kahata tha. Aur aplogo ko shayad pata ho ki USA me jis time din hota hai India me rat hoti hai. To me puri puri rat shaitano ki tarah usse chatting karta tha. Aur sara sara din sota tha. Chatting karta karte vo bahut serious ho gai. Halanki hum log sexy talk nai karte the par pata nai usko mere me kya achha laga ki vo serious hokar mere se shadi ko tayyar ho gai. Aur mera good luck kaho ya bed luck mere bulane par vo India be aa gai. Mere kuch. It is amazing how a little woman like Mom can endure such fierce pounding, and even love doing it so much that she keeps urging more, more, more--harder, harder, harder--faster, faster, faster.We had become a super-efficient fucking machine, well oiled, perfectly tuned, and precisely coordinated. In and out--in and out--in and out--fuck!--fuck!--fuck!--fuck! God, I don't know how I held out as long as I did, because I was practically on the verge of shooting the moment that my cock first. ..even the slutty ones... Hence why I was going to call a cab and not walk home. There are certain tricks to being careful.” With her final words, she looked up from the pebble she held and met his eye. A small trace of sadness worked its way into her voice, though it was almost masked by the nonchalant shrug that punctuated the end of her sentence.There was something about her. Something intriguing yet confusing. “Can I offer you a ride home?” Without warning, he felt the strong desire to help.