The foregoing has been to give you some kind of feel for my own sense of sexuality, however inadequate. This may help in seeing why or how the fantasi...s I have impact on me.Fantasy One: Samantha was a receptionist for another law firm in the building. She was my type – slim hipped with well shaped legs and ass, with small breasts and supersensitive nipples. I used to love to slowly tongue-stroke her clit while touching her hardened nipples as lightly as possible – the climaxes she felt were. After some times monica told me to increase the pressure of my hands on her breasts. I did so. She further encouraged me to squeeze her breasts harderAnd harder. I started squeezing her superb pulpy breasts as hard as i could. Monica was in great excitement. She was encouraging me with words like ??.oooohhhhh? ?Aur jore se?..haan dear aur jore se dabaao meri choochiyon ko?..badaa maja aaraha hai mujhe? ?Your hands are quite expert?. ?You know how to squeeze breasts?.dear press my breasts more. Well mum got home about 3hrs later,i went into the kitchen to make mum a sandwich and a cup of tea she followed me in and start sowing me what she had bought,which included new skirts,blouses and various pairs of knickers and bras,some for comfort and every day wear others were very sexy lacy numbers which i told her that she would look good in them,she looked at me and kissed me on the cheek and said thanks,mum agreed that we could sleep together that week,i smiled at her and gave her a big. She hadn’t realized how much she had needed to feel another man’s cock inside her until that moment, but there was no doubt in her mind that it hadn’t been a mistake to allow herself to be seduced by this man. He started his steady hammering. His pace and force increasing with every plea from her to, “Fuck me harder. Oh fuck, yes. Jesus, that feels so fucking good. Don’t stop.” And he didn’t. He fucked her hard and fast, slamming into her depths, so his balls pounded against her. The room was.