Trainer: Ghutno par jhuk kar hath aage rakh ke.Main apne nichle honto ko kaat boli: Tumhara matlab doggy ke tarah!Trainer: Aaa… ha haan waise hi.Mai... uske samne apne ghutno par baith jhukti hui apne hath tek kar uske tarah apni gand dikhakar baith boli: Aise na!Woh ki nazar meri ubhari gol gand par hi thi aur fir woh bola: Haan aise hi, perfect.Main palat kar use dekh poochi: Ab kya karna hai?Trainer: Ab haan ab… ab ye sar ka hissa neeche karo thoda.Woh mere kandhe par dabaaw dekar jhukata hua. I heard a soft groan but then it began to build until she took a breath just before the fireworks began. Her back arched away from the pillow and her head went back and stayed there throughout the whole orgasm. I watched her chest heave and appreciated the view until she finally relaxed, but her head still lay back on the pillow even as her body sagged into the couch. ‘How was that for your first lesson?’ I asked. ‘Oh my god, that was amazing,’ she said. ‘I’m never ever going back to being. His lips closed around her clit and sucked as his tongue flicked lightly over it. His finger slid into her deeply. She felt it curl inside her, reaching for her g-spot. Lyle put his other hand beneath her. Pussy juice was coating her ass, and his finger slid inside her easily. Now she had his mouth on the top of her pussy, a finger wiggling in her fuckhole, and another finger buried in her ass. She came within minutes. This one hit her like a raging river, filling her with a torrent of hot. It’s pretty impressive, standing straight out, a good 8 inches at least with a thick layer of foreskin that he strokes against the rounded head. He digs his hand in to his trousers and pulls out his balls, covered in coarse black hair and hanging low. I’m desperate to feel them slapping against my thighs as he plows into me, so head straight to the last cubicle, whilst still staring at his junk on display.He follows me right in, but keeps the door wide open and I feel his hands run up the back.