After guiding Abigail to stand before Kurt, Steph sat beside him, slid her fingernails from his chest, across his belly, along his hip, and her finger... slowly enfolded his cock.“If you join,” Steph said, as she held Kurt’s thick cock, “you could do this, too.”Abigail was paralyzed and desirous and ... and, she realized .... jealous. She shouldn’t feel this way. It was something she had never allowed herself to feel before.“Looks so good, doesn’t it?” Steph asked, looking at Kurt’s cock in her. Isliye mere car mein jitney oral sex huva hai utha toa meri age bhi nahi. Ye baat kuch 2 week pehle ki hai. Meri ek old friend ka call aaya ki woh milne chahati hai. Hum dono ka ek short term affair jab woh 10th mein thi par woh 10th ke baad wo family ke sath gujarat shift ho gayi. Ab woh around 25 ki hogi. Wo uske cousin ke shaadi ke liye aayi thi. Humne milne ka plan banaya. Main car leke uske ghar ke paas se pick-up kiya afternoon tha toa hume jyada logo ne nahi dekha. Car main bethete hi wo. Her hair was neatly pulled back. Her figure must be 34-30-34. Suddenly while I was about to cross her, she slipped and fell down. I immediately helped her get up. Apparently she had twisted her ankle. She was not about to walk properly. I asked if I should I call anyone but she refused. She lived on the 7th floor of my block. I insisted I’ll accompany her to the flat. She agreed. She was limping but I held her hand and we both reached her flat. I expected to see her husband or some kids in. I screamed. He held my face against the back of the couch as I struggled. Shut up. Someone will hear you. Itll be okay in a minute. He held still for a moment, then eased himself out, in, out, in . . . In a minute or two of this, I found myself lifting onto my toes, helping him find a deeper spot. In another minute we were fucking like animals, unconsciously pounding each other, seeking only our own satisfaction. I was his bitch ape, his wolf, just an open hole for him to use. And I loved it..