It was not your fault. You just go on home and take it easy, and have a better day."Looking at my new lottery ticket I replied, "Some how I think this...will be a great day thanks for everything."That Saturday I made sure to watch the drawing. I was shocked when the numbers started to show up, 48-14-37-18-42-28. I was finally a winner. I would have to wait until Monday to claim my prize. As I was thinking about the ticket, I got another vision. I saw my ticket being stolen by my best friend after. The soft pink flesh inside her asshole tantalized the viewers as it barely peeked out from behind the string.“Pull the string aside. We want to see your asshole,” said Coach.Again, Sylvia did as ordered. Awed sighs were heard as everyone stared at the fuckhole between her asscheeks. Her brown asshole twitched. It looked so soft, so tender, so tight. Every man present wanted to fuck her ass. Every woman wanted to lick and finger it.Sylvia waited with the cool air caressing her asshole. Mr. Moore. Jaha tak hey na me aapni identy batana chaunga or na us ki kuki ham dono hi bade gharo se belong karte hey jaisa ki mene aap logo ko bataya k me Internet pe regular online rehta hu kuki am very much found of ISS n yahoo messenger on day am log on with my id n killing my time in betweenI found a girl n v start chatting on normal and descent topic us ne mere ko bataya k vo shadi shuda hey or us ka pati business man hey jo jada ar kaam k silsile me ahar reha hey or vo aapne ghar par hi rehi hey or. This wasn't sex by the numbers, this was like an act of God. She groaned when his tip pressed against her and her hands gripped the sheets before they wrecked his back. He tipped her knee back toward her chest and slid into her, pausing for a moment before rolling his hips a little.Even as she groaned his lips found hers and he swallowed her sounds, her mews and wails as he filled her.He moved slow, each stroke calculated to bring her closer without pushing her over the edge. If she frantically.