"Oh, fuck, gonna cum again! Holy shit. Holy Christ that's amazin'!"Her bowels hungrily sucked at my cock as she came, wanting my cum, and I was more t...an happy to oblige her with three mighty blasts. Breathing heavily, I pulled my softening cock out of her ass and made way for Happy.The reverend's wife pushed Franny down on her belly, then shoved a pillow beneath her. Happy stroked her cheeks, spread that delicious ass wide open, and buried her mouth inside. I could hear her sucking out my cum;. Looking back, I guess that's what it's always been about. Really about. Control.It's control over me. My control over it. When it would start. Keeping it incheck. What it would require of me to appease it. How long the urge would last.Keeping it as a long held private secret. Mine only. To know and fear, andyet, embrace. All of these things, and more, it has been for the better part of forty-fiveof my fifty-two years. But now, it is complicated. Not it isn't so much about my control, or. Deb's nipples were a dark pink color and seemed as if they stood out from her breasts as much as her breasts stood out from her chest. As Mary slid her panties down her smooth legs, I saw a thin patch of blonde hair that covered her young pussy. She ran her hands down her taut belly and over the thin patch. Deb had dropped her running shorts and had nothing on underneath. Her pubic patch was dark, but had been shaved so it was only about an inch wide."At lease I know what to do with mine," Deb. Now the real story starts from here. It was the time of Rakshabandhan and on its eve, I with my family went to my brother’s house for the occasion. We reached there around 5 p.m. My brother is actually my mama’s son. I really liked him since childhood. But now he looks like a superstar. He is the only child to my mama and I m only child to my parents. So our chemistry was very good. We both are good friends and used to share each and every thing.He used to tell me all his problems and I used to.