They could afford better,sexier underclothes. Their panties were beautiful. Some were exquisite,like huge butterflies or the petals of gigantic flower... or the plumage ofbright parrots. They were lovely. Gorgeous. They were so beautiful that just to look uponthem hurt Pablo's heart.And there were so many styles, too! Some were solid. Others were printedwith polka dots or flowers, butterflies or birds. He couldn't begin toname all the different styles. He wasn't even sure they had names.. So you must come for food to my home, I got her and asked about her life, she is less happy with her hubby, and feels not satisfied, this sudden openness made me shock. I regained and asked her when I can come for which she said not home book a hotel.After two days her husband will be going his native with his 5 yrs old child. After two days meeting we fixed to meet in 3star hotel and I booked it.I picked her from route and we went to hotel, she was looking hell gorgeous I was feeling her to. Over the last year, I told Rick that one of my most intense fantasies would be to have sex with a large muscular mountain of a man. The heavy construction type. Rough and dirty on the outside and just as rough on the inside.About a month ago Rick told me that he confided with one of the other taxi drivers about my fantasy and the guy, Hank, agreed to play the role and pick me up at a bar. Rick explained that Hank was 28 years old, about 6 feet 4 inches tall and weighed 245 pounds. He lifts. He kept playing with my clit as my legs were around his waist. He suddenly started moving fast and hard into my pussy and I felt his cock swelling further. My pussy too squeezed his swollen cock. He jerked and spurt his semen deep into my womb. I had almost passed out with pleasure of the fucking. My first cock was thus a Hindu cock, uncircumcised, not permitted by my religion. But how can one differentiate between Muslim or Hindu cock when its hard and fucking a flooding pussy. Soon after his.