He held it steady in her. The feeling was electric, her hips started bucking up and down her ass rotating, she was moaning there was a climax coming w...ich she had never felt before. Ughhhhhhh! Fuck me, she screamed the rock hard cock pushed a little deeper. Screaming with pleasure and a little pain the orgasm hit her, she lost consciousness for a few seconds trembling with body spasms of pleasure, then there was a hot pressure as she felt cum blasted into her. The force of the cum coming out of. So I build a double bed as an entresol.Below a big couch, on top my main love-nest.Ballet had been her main hobby for a dozen yearswhen I met her. Second one was ballroom dancing.Her lady teacher was very good and experienced but already eighty years old. So only a few classes a week.Hence my blonde beauty practised a lot at home.By lack of a barre and mirror, my bed offered her a grip.And she asked me to be her mirror to check her position.To be able to do well on tip-toe, daily practiseis. You have done well. You make a father feels he has shown his son the right way to fuck another man, another woman… what does it matter? What matters is the feeling. Always the feeling. Being in the moment, knowing what each thrust does not only to you but to the pussy, whether it’s a boy’s pussy or a female pussy, but to your cock and your internal sexual feelings. The art of love making is to let love make itself. forced sex is no sex at all. It’s the willingness of the participant that. Please don’t do this with me.’ To that, Ramesh told, ‘I don’t care to fuck my sister. If you cooperate, your pain will be less. Moreover, your husband died,Why not use this opportunity to taste a real fuck? You can get pleasure instead of pain!’Hearing the poisonous words, Radha hesitantly stopped for a moment. She could clearly understand that there is no escape. By that time, Ramesh dick grew to be 11″ and erect as a iron rod. With slight pressure he slowly inserted the purple tip of the cock.