The third guy was the one I wanted to kill the most. He was pumping his dick in and out of my wife's pussy, doggy style and there was no question that...she was fucking him back. He was slapping her ass like he owned it each time she slammed it into his abdomen. Kathy just had a blank look on her face. It was as if she did this every day and there was nothing unusual about it. I did notice that her nipples weren't extended, but that was probably because none of the guys there were playing with. My family is a normal middle-class family. But I’m driving my own car for rent just to earn a lot and enjoy a lot.I live in Tambaram. Normally I used to log in (cab service) and get bookings and drive. This is a daily routine. And in the weekend I would be going to college. This is my lifestyle.Into the sex story, One day when I logged in the morning I received a booking named Anitha (name changed). I was driving to the pickup point. I reached the place. I got a call from the customer and I. My voice was growing louder as I felt the rising tide of raw sexual tension building in me, as my half-lidded eyes noticed a police car slowly drive by. It stopped, when they obviously saw me, and sat there for what felt like an hour, but was at most a minute or two. My voice was growing higher and tighter, as the thrusting continued, and my vagina began to quiver on that black shaft. My body was working hard to do what nature designed when a man and woman have intercourse. To mate and. After entering '13' in age, he paused for only a second before putting 'female' in gender, deciding that he couldn't get much different than that. Then he stopped and stared at the screen, frowning."I don't think so," Danny muttered, going back and erasing the age.He glared at the door as if he could see his parents through it. He hated being a kid and everyone telling him what to do. If he was going to create his own life, he was damn well going make one where he could be treated with respect..