“ANSWER ME!!” he yells. Getting frustrated with me not answering, he grabs my hips tighter, begins to stroke faster and pound my pussy harder. I c...n’t take it anymore… “AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH…YYYYYYESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!! I LOVE YOUR DICK!!!! With that being said he smacks my ass and slows his strokes. With my head hanging out the window I feel the cool air on my face. Sweat is pouring down my face and dripping down to my eyes. As he slows his strokes I reach for a nearby towel to wipe. She was married I came to Know later, pooja was very shy type,Now coming back to the story we started with exchanging mail then it came to chatting on hangout we fixed a time to chat every day. one day on the chat I directly asked her what she wanted from me, either sex or just friendship I said I am ready for both but I better known because this chatting was going nowhere except hi hello and a few extra lines. So pooja decided to meet up so we get to know each other better and then decide to. She could feel every molten invasion and the heavenly fire inside as he thrust into her loins. Then, his gentle hands would tighten slowly around her neck and she would ride spasms of airless terror towards ecstasy and oblivion.But, now, there was a letter to prove that it was more than a love-struck school girl's fantasy. He wanted to posses and enslave her completely; just as Daddy had enslaved Mommy when he brought her home from the convent.Christi kissed Kathy tenderly and raised her head. I removed the cloth and tried to gracefully release my hair. This made Tabby even more upset as I shook my head and my body moved beneath her. At that moment there was a loud, recorded trumpet fanfare as the balloons began their supposedly lazy fall. I think we would have made it through if one balloon hadn't drifted directly in front of Tabby. With her fight-or-flight instincts on full alert she took a swipe at the thing and it burst with a deafening BANG! The only reason my body is not.