“I’m sorry I shouldn’t have…I umm... I should go…” I get up and pull the tee down covering my butt. I go to my room and shut the door quie...ly. I go and sit on my bed and sniff the t-shirt, the smell of cologne and a little sweat instantly hits my nose, I feel tears rolling down my cheeks. Not because I was sad… I was angry at myself for being so stupid. I heard Tom’s door open and shut and I prepared for him to walk in demanding an explanation but he didn’t… instead I heard him walking down the. Terry felt Art's strong hands gripping the side of his head tightly as he was being throat-fucked. Art was completely lost in the throes of passion now, using Terry as a hole to be fucked.Terry quickly pulled down his own pants, and started stroking his own dick. This was, by far, the most erotic,fulfilling sexual escapade of Terry's young life. To be completely dominated. To be used for this muscular studs pleasure.Nothing could be more arousing for the youth from Chicago. Terry was close to. Sure, he got her off, but never anything Earth shattering. He was more the size of the discreet vibrator that could be easily put into a handbag or a purse on a night out, but right at that moment she was longing for a cock again. Joanne flopped backwards onto the king sized bed and allowed herself to daydream about what she had just experienced. She was still wet between her legs. Very wet, in fact! Her nipples were poking through her bikini top to the extent that they were hurting her. She. He asked me to do a 360 round and show him my whole body. I did what he commanded me to do.Me: like what you see baby??Deep: love it baby!!!Deep:chal meri rani meri kuttiya banja zara teri gaand ko test kiya jaeMe:thik hai jaanuI got on both my hands and knees on the floor he came near me and strarted spanking me hard and I moaned and screamed all at once.Deep: maza aa raha hai meri randi gaand per thappad khane seMe: bahut maza aa raha hai jaanu per maza aur aata agar tera loda mere muuh mein.