Connie explained to me how she was nervous but that she needed to be punished for the bad she had done when she was younger, she had let men touch her...when she was far too young to allow this, she told me how had sex many times with men old enough to be her grandfather. It seemed that Connie was addicted to sex, often with unsuitable partners and now she realised that she needed to be punished for her past. We met up today for our first time, as time was tight and the only time she could get. Maine apna lund apne haath me lekar use Pooja ki chut ke ched par jaise hi rakha Pooja dar gaye or kahne lage dheere dheere karne nahi to bahut dard hoga. Maine kaha thik hai or maine dheere se ek dhakka lagaya mere adhar lund Pooja ki chut me ghus chukka tha or wo jor se chilliye eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee eeeeaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh bus karo ab nahi aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh hhhhhhhhhhhh main mar jaoonge. Bas karo, Tabhi usha aunty mere paas aaye or bole aaj apna. I began to stroke my wet member, remembering how it felt now, it was alittle bit better when dry, but I was on a mission, to splatter my jizzwherever I wanted. I pulled up my pants, still allowing my cock and ballsto hang out of the fly, buttoned the two top buttons and put my drenchedsweatshirt back on. I walked onto a large sports field at a nearbyfarm. That's where I left my sneakers, again, and my shirt, leaving mysoaking jeans on.I ran around the field watching my cock bounce, enjoying the. As I climbed up, I untied her legs. She moved to stop me from going further but I was already above her and moving to untie her hands. Her breath coming out in short gasps. “I’m still cumming.. Don’t. please, I cant take it. I’m not ready yet.” So I just lay on her. My cock resting at her entrance no more than the tip pushed inside. She was right. Her insides were clamped tightly. As they started to relax I started to sink slowly in. just a bit. But she tensed up again and we both froze…. It.