She lay on her back, and he was on his side draped over her. One of her hands pressing against his back and keeping him close. They kissed and she sli... his hand inside her panties. When he felt how wet she was, Andrew decided to just go along with anything she wanted, it was obviously turning her on and he knew he’d definitely end up fucking her. He gently rubbed her clit, whilst her hands felt him all over, stroking his stocking covered legs and playing with his bra straps. When her hand. Slightly suffocated by her emissions he now was moaning and crying in his inability to do anything against the acts of humiliation and degradation she was doing over him. - Be nice guy! Pleacee! Swallow! Swallow! – She ironically begged him, almost singing her request. Moving of his muscles was desperate and soon her first gift disappeared completely. Another push and second piece was visible in his throat. He was crying. Huge bitter tears were coming down from his eyes forming two. It went for a while then i said to her i want to be comfortable.she agreed i started driving she still had her hand on my cunt and putting finger in and out ,.just as well my flat was very far.we went in to my flat we started kissing .she got my tits out at the same time i was undone her skirt ,i led to her sofa i drop skirt , and took rest off then i helped take her top off .i lay down on sofa open my legs ,she went in to my crack with her toung ,Then started fucking me with her toung while. One day after office, I happened to catch a train from Dadar. I was running late than usual and the trains were a bit crowded. I managed to get in somehow and stood closer to the door. Since I was in at a different time, I couldn’t find any of regular lovers.At the next station, a South Indian man boarded the train and stood next to me. He was giving me hints and I was responding back. To make it easier, I unzipped my denim and stood there! In no moment, he pushed his fingers inside and started.