While she was bouncing her wet pussy off my cock, she moaned "Oh my god baby, you're way better than your father. I should have used you more than mas...urbating in bed and at work." We needed more room so we hopped out and fucked on top of the hood of the car. She wrapped her beautiful nice thighs around my waist while I was humping and fucking the shit out of her. After we finished that position, she bent over onto the car. I stuck my cock into her ass and grabbed her hair. During that. Aaron could feel Sarah's spasmodic climax through the walls of her rectum, and readily released his load into her slippery ass, moaning as loud as Sarah was, pumping spurt after creamy spurt of his liquid love into her virgin hole. "I'm coming for you, Sarah! I'm coming," Sarah heard Ben say in her ear as she felt the throbbing of Aaron's ejaculation in her sensitive rectum. Ben strained to vocalize his orgasm for Sarah's benefit. "Gah!" he let out, finally releasing several globs of cum onto. When Reema chimed in with the correct way to go, he would shoot her down, ‘You have not been here. You don’t know.’ It was a regular thing in their relationship. Reema’s dad was very traditional. What was one to expect from an Indian immigrant? Despite willingly moving here, he seemed to have an untrusting chip on his shoulder, especially when it came to Reema. He demanded more and better of her all the time. Reema was not even convinced he fully approved of her program choice. ‘Why did you. No, not at all. They found themselves kissing, neither knew how, it just happened. Suddenly each had an overwhelming desire to touch and be touched by hands that appreciated smoothness and texture. They joined in ripping his clothes off, and then ran fingers and hands over each other, growing more excited with every second they explored. In his mind, all he could feel was smoothness, more perfect than any wood he had ever touched. In her mind she felt the surfaces of oak, and walnut and ebony..