Lenei was conscious of the fact that she had not moved her hand from his chest, her fingers curled slightly, enjoying the silky feeling of his shirt o...er his skin, and the warmth that radiated from his flesh. ‘Go back to Salvia, Mason,’ she whispered. She realized she was shaking from head to toe, and not from cold. Here was everything she had ever wanted, everything she had imagined when she thought of her Matching Day, but he was not hers. ‘Please, go back to the party.’ With a sigh, Mason. Mai aap ko bata dun ki mujhe chuchiyaan dabwana or maslawane mai bahut maza ata hai.Din ka time tha mai apni chut ko dekh rahi thi ki tabhi abid ko phone aaya or bola anjali meri rani kaisi ho maine kaha theek hu or aap abid bola mera loda teri chut ko chodne ke liya bekarar hai. Maine kaha to aajayi mai to aapki rakhel hu abid bola sali randi hai tu meri tujhe to mai apne sab doato se chudwaunga or bola ab rakhta hi phone ka bill bahut ata hai or phone kut ker diya.Lekin meri chut ki aag bada. I was finding it a bit harder every week to think clearly. Soon I wasn’t even protesting anymore if he didn’t just let me suck his cock in my way, but instead face fucked me aggressively, or if anal sex with me wasn’t always gentle but often involved him plunging his cock forcefully into my asshole (what he always referred to as some variant of ‘pussy’: my ‘boi-pussy’ or ‘sissy-pussy’ or ‘ass-pussy’). I let him spank my ass, both lightly in appreciation or repeatedly and severely in punishment.. She lets out a primal scream when she feels the hot goo being blasted deeper into her than ever before. The sheer power of our orgasms are holding us together so tightly I was sure I'd bruise. She is digging her nails into my back, but instead of pain, it only adds to my pleasure, causing the last bit of cum to be shot out the tip of my cock.As we decline, we continue to hold each other tightly, burying our foreheads into each other’s neck, breathing very heavily.After about a minute I hear her.