” “Actually... actually I quite enjoy not seeing you both.” “Some cucks like it that way,” Charles revealed. “Prefer to imagine and enjo... it that way.” “Yes,” he mused. “What do you do afterwards... after you have fucked, I mean?” “Get our breath back,” Charles replied with a smile. “Kiss, cuddle... talk.” “What do you talk about?” “Same as most couples I guess. Talk about how good it was; complement one another, talk dirty.” “Ginny tells you it was good then? Charles smiled. “Ginny. And then I met a girl, called Sandy. She was blonde, tallish, had nice boobs, that were quite the hand full, and a nice perky spankable ass. I thought she was fit as fuck!!Anyway....We got talking and we got a little drunk, and we started kissing. I couldn't believe my luck, I pulled this gorgeous blonde, and she's feeling me up. I went to the bathroom and she followed me in and pulled me into the cubicle, and she whipped my cock out and started to suck it, and she was great, sensational. ” to usne bola “ abe ise to main aisa bhosda bana dunga ke tu soch bhi nahi sakti.. chinta mat kar raand meri.. teri naram patli gand marne ki khwais me main roz muth marta tha “ mummy ko koi raasta nazar nahi aa raha tha… to unhone uske baat manke ulta hoke so gayi aur apne hathon se apni gand faila di.. usne dhere dhere mummy ke gand me apna khada lund ko dal ne laga aur ek hath se mummy ke muh band kar diya ta ki mummy jyada chilla na shake.. aise dhere dhere wo apna pura lund unke gand me. The back was the interesting part, which is a VERY unusual opinion for me to have about a girl's top! There was a wide, downward pointing triangle cut out of the shirt, high on the back, just below the shoulders. The horizontal side of the triangle went across most of the width of the T-shirt (about twelve inches), with the bottom corner of the triangle centered on the spine only about three inches below the top side, so it was a very shallow, very wide, downward pointing triangle. It was.