"Hurry it up, you little slut, hurry it up," Hank shouted cruelly from above her when she had difficulty in unzipping his fly. "I'm gonna cum in my pa...ts before you even get there."The frightened teenager fumbled for another moment and finally the huge fleshy instrument burst free. Hank grabbed her hand and wrapped it around her thick pulsating hardness, skinning it back so that the giant, red-fleshed head popped out from the thick foreskin a scant few inches from her staring eyes. Then his. I still have a few of the little blue pills, which we save for special occasions and times when neither of us has to work for several days afterward. As I studied on my situation, there were three things that seemed to be the keys to holding back my orgasm: First, Janice loved to talk dirty while I was fucking her. Since the first night of our running bet, she's been a non-stop flood of dirty words; most of them are variations on the theme of me licking my sticky white load out of her. He knew he shouldn't have these kind of thoughts, especially about his niece. But every time he saw her or even thought of her, his eight inch dick got rock hard.He quickly jerked off and then took a shower and got dressed. He had to head over to his sister's house to give his niece her gift before work later this afternoon. It was a sunny day and his sister only lived a few blocks away, so he decided to walk.It was on this walk that things changed. Jack was about halfway between his house and. She is innocent and belongs to a middle class family we were living a happily married life and as the time passed I somehow got bored of her and then I started visiting prostitutes. I really used to fuck everyday with different prostitutes some were attractive some were ugly some I used to fuck them in their ass.In the meanwhile when I used to fuck my wife I used to think that I am fucking a prostitute. I used to make her drink whisky and she used to suck my dick and used to take all my cum in.