Again she smiled when he introduced her to me.While talking with him I planned to be with them few more mins … Actually not with them .. With her �...Yes! I liked her very much, her smile, her “Hmmm” sound, her face, her curvy hips …They opened the gate and entered the house. I saw only them and not even a single elders. I thought to ask him. But I want to speak with meena, so I waited for a time.Durai went out to speak with the driver. I asked meena their parents. She told they are in out station. As he tried getting his cock inside me I tightened my pussy, giving him the idea that his cock was really too big. Actually I have been using a big dildo and his cock could have easily slipped in. "You mustn't try fucking any women you like with that huge cock. You might seriously hurt them." Probably Arnie would not take my word for it but could you really blame me for not wanting to share him with other women, at least for as long as I could? Anyway, when he got inside me it was still a tight. Mmmpphhhhhh mpphhhhhh... i'm begging behind the gag... she smacks my head..."Be quiet!" she says firmly... I feel the cock push farther into me... it hurts... then as it goes deeper... i try to relax...i feel it sliding in... deeper... then backing out... in... then out... i hear her moaning a little... the cock is sliding in and out... slowly... rhythmically... in... out... in.. out... in... out... in and out... it's hot... in and out... in and out... it seems like it is forever... finally.... When I mentioned this, Pete told me he was quite happy; my fantasies coincided completely with his. The second and more insidious concern was inside my head; the gradual recognition that, in order to maintain the fantastic levels of arousal and climax that our fantasy games had first brought about, I was having to go to greater and greater extremes in my scenarios. What had started with merely imagining kissing Brad Pitt or George Clooney while my husband watched had quickly progressed in my.