In fact, I do not have any on now," replied Karen and Louise's eyes went to the front of her lover's tight trousers and she could just detect a camel ...oe."You are a naughty girl, Karen," chuckled Louise."Yes, I should be caned," came the reply as Karen flashed her eyes."Yeah, I have been thinking about your cane on the way here." Have you been thinking about feeling it across your arse too?" asked her hostess."Well yes, I have been considering that possibility." The caning can wait, I want to. His cock was bigger than my little cock that he also called a clitoris. But, he was never into ass fucking me. He did a few times, but I was bad. He just loved sucking my clit and swallowing my manpussy juice. I must admit that at least, he wasn’t selfish on that. Like I said, a very nice boy.Like every couple, we were facing a crasis. I had to tell him that I wasn’t satisfied at all about my sexual life. He was wondering why he wasn’t fulfilling his role as boyfriend adequately. I had to. Just last night, they had made love and she had climaxed twice! While she was thinking, she reached down and slipped her hand under her skirt and began teasing herself, tenderly rubbing her moist labia, and once her finger was wet, slipping it gently inside, rubbing her clit, exciting herself even more. She thought about the workmen on the street, ogling her, whistling, calling out for her to spend a little time in the construction shanty. Her rubbing increased in its intensity; her. " he demanded holding me firmly by the hips. Our eyes locked as I sank deeper into her pussy. We shared a moment of pure uninhibited pleasure. Dad pumped his dick in and out of my ass. His every thrust drove my cock deeper and deeper into her pussy as we gazed into each other's eyes. "Stare your son in the face while his cock fills the same pussy he came from." He command her as we both drifted further into this sexual trance. "Look into his eyes while I fuck your son like a whore." he.