Mujhe pata tha es pose mai choot marne ka maza hi kuch or hoga es pose mai ladki ki jaan nikal jaati hai jab poora lund andar jata hai, pehle to vo me...e lund per aaraam se beeth gai or mera poora lund andar le gai phir kuch deer ruki rahi phir achanak khud hi dhakke dene ladi mujhe or maza aane laga or mai neeche se bhi dhakke dene laga vo bhi dkakke de tahi thi or mai bhi, phir mujhe laga ki mai jhadne wala ho mene uski geeli choot mai or or or zor zor se dhakke dena shoru kar diy jese hi mai. Well, he talked me into letting him tie me up and then making love to me. The problem was that instead of trying to please me, he only pleased himself. He pinched my nipples so hard they were bruised and he slapped me on my pussy and it hurt like hell, but he just laughed when I cried. Then he fucked me with a huge dildo that was too big for me, but wouldn’t stop when I asked him too, even when it was hurting me. He then fucked me…or I should say raped me, because I told him to stop, over and. " You're on! Does that mean you'll go?" Chester looked around, "Anyone else want fifty? I'll give you two-to-one odds?" Chester figured it was a safe bet. He'd collect from Wentworth's hide if he had to pay off because of a no-show. Wentworth was a big fucker, but Chester had him figured as a candy-ass.No one else could be tempted to bet with him, but Chester talked everyone at the barbecue into chipping in to hire a tour bus and come along. Not only did his mom ride along, but the Johnsons and. Tonight going out to diner she was not per say working and didn’t have her usual tight fitting clothing on. As I drove home I couldn’t help but think back on the times her body had brushed mine as she worked with me and the fresh image of her breasts.It dawned on me she was being very interactive and social, not so goals orientated or professional like normal. It was nearing eight pm when we got back to the independent living apartment I lived in now. She followed me up to my apartment and I.