Hard. Like, don’t hold back or anything. I won’t wake up.” she’d told me as we rested on the bed after I’d cum in her mouth. We were not eve... to the point where we trusted each other enough to stop using condoms for intercourse. I’d not so much as touched her butthole. I’d only known her a few weeks, and we’d been dating for barely two. We weren’t really to the point where I thought we should be surprising each other with unusual requests.Sure, on the surface, you might be someone to jump at. When he laid itdown next to the good belt, you could see that the latter was a half-foot too long. Steve took out a knife and cut four or five inches offthe good belt, and then used the point to carve out three or fouradditional belt holes. The two belts were now similar in size."Let me take these up to Gary," Steve said. "He should be clean now. Ikinda want to wash my hands too, after handling those rags." He carriedthe belt, one pair of jeans, and a shirt into the house.It was only a minute. The journey her fingers took only intensified the way her sex felt, wrapped around him, stretching her as she rode him. He glistened with sweat, beneath her, tense and watchful. As though she pleasured him almost to the point of cumming, as he made a commendable attempt to prolong these precious moments.She felt her own release mounting. To save them both she rode up and gloriously down only once more before she stilled. In the pause she bent her head to kiss him, savouring the fullness of his. I am a regular reader of this site and loved it too. I am 5.8 inch tall dusky complexion. So formal and struggle hard to talk with girls . At last I present here my first story. Am not a good writer please excuse me if there is any mistake.Let us come to the sex story.I completed my engineering two yrs before and currently working. A month back a Sunday morning, on the way to my granny house I met my college professor in a supermarket shop where I stopped to buy few things.She is my English.