My erection went strong again.He slid another finger and kept adding fingers. I was practically being finger fucked by him. I was moaning like a girl....He wore a condom and poured some oil on it. I knew what is going to happen. I let out a huge breath. If I let it happen, there is no turning back. I cannot be the same anymore.My mind wants me to run home before I lose myself to cocks. But something inside my brain is crying to slide that cock into my ass. He placed his cock at the entrance and. I suddenly knelt down and started kissing her naval. I was trying to lift her saree. She stopped me at her knees. I didnt mind. I moved my hands into her saree till her ass from underneath. She couldnt stop that. She was trying to keep her legs close and tight. But before that my hand was between her legs. As she was not weaning any panties, I could reach her naked pussy easily. She was not toooo wet but there was some lubrication to finger her immediately. She was moving away to stop. I. Despite his philandering, Uncle Mario was my hero, an all-state football and track star in his prime. Quite somberly he admitted to feeling trapped in an untenable situation. Namely, he could not go out and prowl for women as easily as before, and thus, the frustration. At twenty eight years old, handsome and athletic with a very aristocratic air about him, I wondered if getting his master's degree had caused his head and ego to swell larger than his penis. Mexican machismo incarnate was how I. The adult store had been eye opening, in more ways than one, and the recent memory of so many strange cocks was keeping her quite impressed with her own wanton sluttiness. Still, she hoped Peter was as thoughtful and considerate as she hoped, and he didn’t push too far too fast. She had surrendered to being his slut for the day, but that did not mean she was ready to fuck a couple of dogs in the woods.“Oh god, ok, um, I’m trusting you. With a lot.” she said, her mind racing and her heart.