How can I always be so nervous to admit it? Why do I always hesitate to articulate what a filthy depraved slut I am when I know it and you know it. "I...need it in my ass, please." I look at the floor as I squeak out the words. "Look at me while you tell me what a desperate little anal whore you are."So I look to meet those eyes, the eyes that have me forever trapped in their gaze and I find a little more courage. "Please, I need you to fill my ass with your cock... with your cum. I need it so. She bucked her hips and bounced her ass, trying to achieve maximum penetration with every thrust as the stranger between her legs grabbed her hips and held on tight. Every time she bottomed out she cried out, "Yes!" louder and louder until she was shouting and fucking with reckless abandon. The sight of this woman rough-riding on this willing cock made the first stranger start getting hard again. He switched out to a new flavored condom and mounted the bed, straddling the woman's oustretched. My friends usually told me about their romance with their boyfriend and having sex with their boyfriends.I always wanted to do such things like them but I was always afraid. One day I joined a ballet class. I was really passionate with dancing. My teacher was a young handsome man of 23 years old.He used to teach me dance and touched me while dancing. He had no bad intentions but I really felt an electricity when he touched me. He was a tall, white skinned and handsome man, his name was varun.My. Ben waits for both doors to be closed and rings the bell. Everyone waits and, after fifteen minutes, Ben rings the bell again. Kirsty stumbles out of the girl’s end, bright pink in the face, holding her panties in one hand, obviously not having enough time to put them back on. The girls giggle and she blushes harder. “Fuck, I don’t know who that was but they are really good at licking pussy!” she exclaims in a harsh whisper to the girls. They all giggle again as the knock on the wall comes and.