Mera 8-50″ ka lund dekhkar wo hairan ho gayi or kehne lagi ki shakal se to tu sharif lagta hai magar loda itna bada, main shrma gaya phir wo mujhe b...d par le gayi , wahan usne mera loda apne muh me daal liya ,or choosne lagi,main bhi apni ungli uski choot me chalane laga, uski choot bahut khulli thi, magar mujhe to sex karna tha chahe kuch bhi ho, phir main uske boobs chatne laga, magar wo koi response nahi de rahi thi jaise use maja hi naa aa raha ho,tab maine paas me padi pant ki jeb mein se. Lauren felt sick suddenly, grabbed the phone, and left her brothers by the pool staring after her as she went.The sixteen-year old closed herself in the hall bathroom, unable to hang up the phone, caught on every moan, every grunt. Her hand drifted toward her crotch before she caught herself, suddenly disgusted by her mother, by what she was hearing her mother do.Lauren started to hang up the phone again, but stopped when the man's voice said between grunts, "I think ... yes, I think ... you. On to the next point---The AMERICAN woman.Most American women do not know much more about sex than the average male.Most of them dont know,or are not comfortable with their sexuality and desires.Most of them arent even sure what to make for supper tonihgt,much less who they want to fuck.The prevailing myth is,that women cannot differentiate love for sex...This is BULLSHIT.Women KNOW exactly, what the difference between love and sex is, and they use this both ways to their advantage."Love" is. Leather thongs around wrists, drawing her shoulders back and thrusting her breasts forward toward Him and the fire. Her lips were already curled in pain and the welts were red and raised on her inner thighs. Knees had been pulled open and tied to chairs on either side and were spread wide. Her fleshy pink lips already gleaming from the dew that wept from within, and each crack of the strap summoned still more, until the droplets clung to the smooth lips and dripped onto the soil beneath.He.