It started the way it does for most (I suppose): first I started playing with the hole, then I started using vaseline to get one finger inside, then t...o. I noticed that though the fingers by themselves didn't feel particularly good or bad, they made my orgasms much more powerful, so it was always a bit of a treat. Much to my delight, it seemed that the more of my hand I could get up there, the better it would feel and the more powerfully I would cum, so while I was never able to get a full fist. I love her pussy. It's the best I've ever had. My fingers and tongue slopped in and out of her dripping cunt until I was sure she had at least three orgasms. It made me happy that I could please her. I kissed her deep, and our tongues twined and danced. My cock massaged against her still wet pussy. We both wanted it so bad, but we didn't have any protection whatsoever. She, being the one who felt ready for a child, just told me to do it. Women can bring out the worst in me. I do whatever they. .We always used to talk about our wild night fun we had in wagamon which aroused both of us..We used to do sex chat and exchange pics when ever she was free..As she was from a orthodox family she was not allowed to use mobile much..We were craving for each other after our first pleasure we had in wagamon..Soon the luck was favouring our side as she had joined a college in Bangalore and she would be staying in pg..I was happy to hear about it and so much excited that we were gonna meet after. I lay with her a moment as she protested and then she demanded that I release her."No," I said firmly, "Your days of freedom are at an end," and I whistled for Freddie my steed who had waited patiently, and as he trotted to me I took rope from my saddlebag and bound Rose's wrists before I let her up, then I hoisted her upon Freddie's back and immediately she shooed and Giddy upped and kicked his flanks while he for his part looked balefully at her and chomped on a succulent morsel of grass.Only.