With a purely sexual smile, the whore unbuckled Jake’s pants and freed his dick. He groaned, tossing his head back as she began to fondle him, murmu...ing dirty words about what she planned to do with such a big, hard cock. Then she lowered her red lips around his bulk, and Jake’s face twisted in near-pain as he fought off an instant orgasm. By that point, Heather could barely see what was happening because of the tears in her eyes. Still, she watched, sobbing when Jake turned and looked at the. My pussy would always be on fire and the brinjals and bananas could not quench my thirst for a real cock.I lived in Bhopal and used to go to Shamsher Singh ,my professor for tut ions at his house ,i used to go there in the afternoon along with my friend Sneha.It so happened one day that Sneha was not feeling well and when i reached prof. residence ,i came to know that his wife and son had gone to Punjab. Prof.Shamsher was a well built Punjabi with broad shoulders,6 feet height and fair. Yet, recently and out of character, perhaps it’s hormonal, she’s had this wickedly wanton desire and incestuously lustful need to walk around her son in her nearly transparent nightgown. Wanting him to see her naked body, after he complimented her on her body, now she was intent on flashing him her body. With the impressions of her nipples, the dark shadow of her blonde, pubic hair, and her ass crack clearly visible, especially when leaning forward to stretch the thin material of her nightgown. Next, he kinda turned sideways and fucked me again. I was really enjoying feeling him pull out & push it back in again when changing positions.Jamie then stood up & grabbed my nylon clad legs and pulled me back to the edge of the bed again. He told me to stand up & bend over. He grabbed the ripped hole in my hose & tugged on them again to make the hole bigger; this time he shredded them and I quickly realized how much I was thoroughly enjoying playing the sissy role.With a gaping hole in the.