.Mene kabhi kisi chut ko smell kiya nhi tha par ab sakina ne bataya toh me sarmate hua chut pe muh laga raha tha usne mera muh apni chut pe dabaya or ...ahe bharne lagi..me ankh band karke jib ghumane laga..ajib smell n taste aa raha tha par ab yahi nasa karne laga.Ab mene uski gili chut ko mahsus kiya or apna lund ragdte hua ek do zatka lagate hua under pel diya..uske muh se aah nikal gyi..woh chinkh padi..ya khuda..mar gyi..or me badme dhire dhire under bahar karne laga boobs chusne laga..mera. As suddenly as it began, I withdrew my throbbing cock and turned her around to speak with her. “Wait. What’s happening?” I said breathing heavily. “I’m trying to see what the two people in the painting were feeling.” She said through panting and holding my cock in her hand, squeezing, still pulling me into her rigid, shaking body. “Not here. I don’t live far from here. We can walk there in five minutes.” I said, as I pulled away from Kristina. A look of disappointment came over her face. . She giggled and reached down and gave my cock a little squeeze,“No not really, I mean I fancied some boys at school, you know all the popular cute ones, and I didn’t really fancy any of the girls, but it was just the way Kath pressed those big boobs into me and then kissed my head. God! It drive me wild as young as I was. I had obviously discovered that touching my pussy was good before that, but touching it whilst thinking about Kath, well that was the first time my body went into overdrive. He had felt his life pulse out of his cock. At his last pulses, Blanche had moaned.“So good,” she had said. Then she had been wriggling under him and squeezing his cock. He had lain on top of her getting his breath back.“Can’t you move?” she had asked.“Seems to me you liked the way I moved a lot.”“So move now. And don’t pretend I liked it. You raped me.” If it came to defending himself to the cops, he’d figured he could quote ‘I need more foreplay.’ He hadn’t thought it would come to that. She.