Ok now what i would like to tell all the readers is once came to know thru one of my friends n from then onwards i am regular reader of this ive conta...ted many members thru their mail id n phone no given in these stories but i dont get any response whether these r fake r correct i cant imagine, sometimes i even submitted two to three stories but i didnt c it whether it is taken r not i didnt even get to know whether it is accepted r rejected. As i mentioned the problems above i am facing thru. What I wanted to respond with was: It’s not what it looks like! I just wanted to blow a quick load so I could last longer for you tonight. I don’t want to be a two pump chump because we haven’t banged in so long! But what I responded with was something like ‘I’m nah… Its uhh… Don’t umm…’ She did not stop there, ‘What were you even looking at? Show me! Come on, show me!’ I honestly answered, ‘Nothing, I didn’t have a chance, I was just about to…’ I’m really good at sticking my foot in my mouth. . It fit perfectly and felt natural around my neck. I felt around the back of it and it had three loops. I asked her what they were for and she told me each one was for a chain the three of them had. She told me the meaning of the names represented honor. The collar represented loyalty and the chain was symbolic of love. The chain was only worn outside the home. “You don’t have to wear the chain of course.” We kissed some more and then decided it was time to take a shower. I was starving so the. Simon sped up, and Karissa continued the caresses on nipples and clit, and Marcia was distracted from cunnilingus by the most powerful of her orgasms that evening. Karissa was close.“You should fuck her, Simon,” Marcia murmured.Karissa lifted her pussy from Marcia’s mouth and moved down, while Simon slipped out of Marcia and moved up. Marcia took hold of Simon’s sticky, rigid cock and led it into Karissa’s pussy. She became spectator to the fuck; long, hard, fast strokes into the dripping cunt.