I am a frequent chatter on the net and one day I met a man on the net telling me that they were a couple and they were very open minded and I could no... figure out what he meant by open minded…After few days of regular chatting, one day he told me that he wanted to have a 3 some and if I would be interested in it for which I said yes knowing that he was yet another chatter who was playing pranks and after a few mins I get a call from my mobile and a sweet female voice asks for Kumar. She says. At the end of each stroke into me, he pushed hard and it touched a deep button inside me that sent waves of pleasure each time."Ken, oh, god, Ken, oh, fast, yes, oh, oh, yes, oh, do it fast, oh, YES, YES, OOOH, OOOH, OOOH, OOOH, ooh, ooh, oh, Ken, oh, you make me feel so good, oh, just keep going, oh, yes, mmm, oh, wow, this has been ... oh, oh."He was still fucking me fast and making low moaning sounds as he went in and out."Ew, Gina, god, oh, wow, OOH, OOH, OOH, OOH, oh, uh, uh, that was. Scooter Girl's story is the antithesis of the numerous tales of horror and woe published on the Net by the self-named "survivors." Scooter Girl's experiences with her father were, to her anyway, one hundred percent positive. In fact their child must be about twelve or thirteen years of age by now."Mother was a cold and uncaring bitch who had as little to do with me as possible," was a statement she made over and over many times. You could almost hear the pain she felt at her alienation from her. Sucking her sweet juices he started to explore her inner folds. Soon Keyanna couldnt take any more, She held Colins head in place and rocked her hips as she came. Fuck yes Colin!! She yelled gasping for air. Keep sucking my pussy baby.. Keyanna groaned, for a second time, keyanna came this time harder then the first, Oh fuck!! Fucking GOD! Eat me. Eat my motherfucking pussy. Ah Oh my God.. Im cumming.. Keyanna took a deep breath and gave me Colin a seductive smile.. Colin had the hardest.