It sounded like metal on metal.He slowly lifted his left arm in minute increments, waiting for that damned sound to impede his progress. It didn't. Hi... left hand was free, then. Cautiously, as if it would betray him at any minute and stop moving, he lifted his hand to his eyes and rubbed. Eye boogers. He needed to rub again before they were gone.He opened his eyes wide; at first, everything was blurry but a few blinks brought the room into focus. He blinked again. The room wasn't what he. I started rocking faster and faster before Mark sat up and pushed me against his body before taking control and flipping me onto my back, still with his cock inside of me.Now on my back Mark really started to take control and fuck me pretty hard. I could feel his balls banging against my body with every thrust. Before long I was feeling wave after wave of ecstasy as Mark pounded away at my pussy. He slowed down from time to time but it was only a moment, catching his breath before giving me. The tight sleeping conditions didn’t help. The convertible kitchen bed was barely queen size. She and John were crammed into its tight confines.She glanced at the curtain that separated the driving cab from the rear. Sam grabbed a sleeping bag and sacked out between the captain’s chairs.John had been unusually tired. She sighed. They were both overweight. John’s doctor had warned him to lose weight and reduce the stress in his life.Jamie sat up on the side of the bed. She was restless,. I smiled at Gayathri kissed her and left for the day. The image of Gayathri running her slender fingers through his chest hair stayed with me as I tried to work the whole day.That night, as we were making love, I asked her about the toweling off. She caught on straight away.“Oh Nana !, are you jealous that Sriram has more chest hair than you? That’s so silly dear, you know I don’t care about that! sholludaa, jealoussaa nokku”( tell me were you jealous) “No, of course, I wasn’t jealous. I was.