Jise pare ker sweta apne choot ki pyas nahi rok saki aur mujse chudwana kai liye tarapne lagi aur ek din main aur sweta office main akale the main kis... kam sai kai gaya hua tha jab main office main aaya to maine dekha sweta meri kitabein pade rahi hai mujhe dekh ker who gabhra gayi use laga ki uski chori pakri gayi lakin kuch der bad who himmat ker kai boli ki kamal mai tumare sath sex karna chaiti hoo. Wo us din jeens t-shirt me thi. Usne mujhe kiss karna suru kar diya mere lips ko woh buri. "Jennifer, I know what you must feel toward me right now, but please let me explain. Please?"As much in resignation as any interest in what Cindy had to say, Jennifer left the door open and walked into the living room. Cindy quietly closed the door behind her and followed."I only want you to know that the warning I gave to you the night you and Ron came to our place for dinner was real. If I had said too much and you had refused to go, they would have known I warned you." And yesterday?"Cindy. “You’re such a dirty whore!” he snarled as he fucked me senseless.“Oh yeah. Fuck my ass and treat me like a slut!” I begged.“Take this cock you filthy slut!” he snarled.Every thrust and every insult where like little erotic electric shocks, sending me into sexual overdrive. The speed at which my fingernail was gently scratching my exposed clitoris, send my orgasm wild. My thrusts were uncontrollable as he continued his onslaught of my, feverishly calling me cock hungry slut. As my orgasm surged. And squeeze. And instead of sitting straight up, she had her hands flat on the floor above my head. Her tits were inches from my face, so every situp I had a face full of full, sexy, soft tits. And she started moaning. That's when I ended it, as I was going to the place of no return. I thanked her, and kissed her lightly on the cheek. She moaned when I did that. As I got to get up, she grabbed my cock with her left hand and squeezed twice, moaning and taking her right hand and feeling my naked.