Me: I want to fuck you deeper and deeper hit your walls and fuck all your holes and stay inside you for eternity. Stay deep inside you.Harini: Then ge... deep inside me…I bent her, and placed her hands on the walls, and the water from the shower dripped over her back, some falling over her ass cliff and some running down her deep ass valley, running over her tail bone, over her butt hole before dripping of her already wet pussy. Her wet hair was gripping her back and had formed a gorgeous “V” on. In effect, she had one of those rather timeless American faces. Rather immobile; verging on the ‘plastic’.“Very well,” smiled Quentin Osman.He never felt quite at ease in Glenda’s luxurious penthouse apartment. Not did he ever know quite why that was. It was a pity she hadn’t agreed to come to his house on the outskirts of town.“Been fucking yourself silly, I suppose,” said Glenda with a little curl of her pale-pink, almost translucent lips.Very thin lips, they were.“Not so...” answered Quentin. Ron told her he was appreciative of her offer but he wasn't overly interested in doing that but her offer was something he would cherish and remember every time he looks at her and sees her fine butt. He spent the whole night with her and didn't get much sleep as Jordon was insatiable. It was a night that most men dream about but only a few will ever experience being with a woman like Jordon.One evening Ron had stopped by the men's store in the large mall close to home to pick up two suits he. I wasn't the 'bad boy' sort of guy, but, I'd become fascinated by Bonita, and I was eager to finally have my first-ever chance to fuck. Nevertheless, I was really, really nervous that night!We satin the backseat through about two thirds of film, when we started to make out really heavily, and it was Bonita who suggested we fuck! I'd been thinking of hardly anything else but that the whole evening, but I'd never made the move!So, as we wrestled around in the backseat, trying to get certain items.