We returned to the bad without removing his cock from my pussy and I was on my back on the bed with his cock inside of my pussy. I widened my legs and...thighs and then he started his real assault inside my pussy, sending his cock deep inside me. I wanted him to get his climax and sexual satisfaction. His back was moving forward and backward with increasing speed and the sexy body touching sound was coming to our ears. My pussy was fully wet which was helping his long, thick and hot rod to move. Suddenly it stopped, she was sobbing for air, desperate to breath tears running down the face dripping from her chin to her breasts and on southwards. The damp tracks felt cold a tiny draft from somewhere cooling her, she had now seen every corner of the room as she swung crazily with every stroke that fell, his smile said it all, he loved his job, he swung her to face him, a clamp on nipple weight, in his hand, her eyes opened like saucers, as he teased the nipple gently into the jaws of the. Her:hahahaAfter that, she went out of the station and speak with her for 3 weeks.I even don’t remember how many time I masturbated thinking of her. One day my mom told me to go their house as my aunt is calling me and to give some lunch as my they have returned from the tour.I took the box, and while walking I spoke with myself about the conversation we will be having, and how to hold my erection, probably that would be my first time my dick stood still for around 15mins and it got a mind of. I dig it out and set it on top of the bar and that’s when the guy in the honey badger shirt looks over. To be fair, he notices the bag first. Then he looks at me. He meets my gaze and he scrunches his face.The features he sees are the chipmunk ones, but I’m okay with that. Honey badgers will eat practically anything.He walks up with his poser beer and leans against the bar. “So uh, you’re that girl, right?”“Yup,” I say.“Like, the paper bag girl?” he asks.I glance at the bag on the counter and I.