Now."My hands on her hips. Pulled them up and back. Legs a little apart. Slid right into her wetness. No more easy stuff now, it was straight fucking,...and she loved it. She told me so. Slamming her, pounding her. Until I filled her, spurting again and again.A moment lying on top of her, quiet, savoring, then it was back to the shower. Quick rinse. Shave. A little shoving as we angled to get the best light in front of the mirror.Stream of babble from Alison's room. For a kid who doesn't speak. Kaya sundar lag rahi thi uska gora bhara hua badan mere ko kat raha tha fir maine uski bara khol di to uske bobs ekdam bahar aa gaye kaya mumme the mai to ekdam pagal ho utha mai une bari bari se press karne laga kabhi muhase kata kabhi hatho se jor jor se dabata mere land ab bus me nahi raha maine uski panti utar di kaya chut thi uske ekdam fuli hue thi uske abhi ball kale hone suru hi hue the maine uski chut par hath firaya ki vo machal uthi uski chut gili ho chuki thi vo kah rahi thi raj. Karen finished her artistic teasing and finally released her top.“Woo!”“Alright!” the boys cheered and briefly applauded, as she dropped the bikini top at her feet with a beaming grin.The rhythmic swaying continued for a while. For a few seconds, the girls collaborated on an especially erotic display; bumping and grinding close to one another without actually making contact, before they pantomimed feeling one another up.Then Marcy decided that the boys had dangled on the hook long enough and. But true love like this is hard to stay away from. We do real good and only meet up once in a while. Heck we have gone over a year before and we live only about 15 minutes away. So I do give us credit for that. Well enough of the boring talk, let’s get to the good stuff. Ok let me see if I can get my thoughts down yesterday’s encounter has me all frazzled and truthfully I am very sore today.my shoulders do not want to move. The insides of my thighs and my calf muscles are tight and achy. Even.