And Cathleen isn’t really a big fan of taking it in the ass so you don’t really demand it.She can see from your face that you don’t remember. �...We were on vacation, in that hotel in San Diego. We’d gotten our own room for a change.”Now you remember. You were a little drunk and had given in to a suppressed more aggressive impulse. Truth is you and Cathleen are a little drunk today. “That was three years ago.” You say.“I think about it a lot.” Cathleen says much to your surprise. “It wasn’t the. He put his figure on the top of my pussy and brought his lips near my ear said “pooja my love thanks i know you are not sleeping, enjoy freely just one minute be like this i am coming”. He got up, i was alying like that with my shirt and lungi open fan was moving on top of me. I was not having curage to say any thing. He came back with in one minute. He took one pillow and put it under my waist. Come on top of me. He set on his knees opened my legs. Now both of his legs were inside of spread. The bartender asked if he was going to fist me too, but Leo struggled to get three fingers through my anus, so that would not work according to Leo, "I'm going to try," said the bartender.Leo lowered his pants and put his cock firmly against my anus and thanks to the pretreatment he slowly slid into my gut, bent over me, pushed his dick as deep as possible into my gut and squeezed my tits firmly with both hands. "That's how you fuck a fat man," he laughed.Leo bumps his cock up and down in my. Her head was in the clouds now and all she could see were clear skies and Kende's stern face; and she was mesmerized by this image.Kende wrapped his arms around Catherine's upper body and began to scoot to the edge of the bed with her still riding his cock. She wrapped her legs around his waist and he did not have to strain a bit as he stood up with her still impaled on his cock, looking as if it took no effort for this strong African warrior to do so. He turned around and moved onto the bed on.