Aurwo bhi mast hokar mera land chusne lagi. 10 minut baad wo mere muh me jhad gai. Maine uske chut ka eke ek bund ras pi gaya. Per maine pir bhi chusn... nahi chhora. Wo ab mer land ko hath se age piche kar rahi thi. Thodi der me uski chut phir gili ho gayi maine use peeth ke bal lita diya aur aur apna land uski chut par rakh kar ek dhakka diya mera adha land uski chut me gay aur wo boli aaahhhhhh baaaiiiiiiyaaaaaa mmmmmmmai maaaaaaaaaaar jaaaaaaaaungiiiiiiiii nikalo plzzzzzz. Main waise hi ruk. The woman looked to be in charge, and after a moment I placed her from all my observations, remembering that she’d been active during the time I’d been watching the community, directing what was going on there. She looked to be in her mid-forties, tall, well-tanned, with rusty grey hair. She was also carrying a shotgun. She held it canted downwards and to the left as she walked. The six men with her were similarly armed. They were younger than she was, but they were all definitely in their. Not too relaxed because my shirt can’t hide those little sausages around my waistline that I hate so much when I sit.He then turns toward me, looking at me from head to toe and back. Very slowly, studying each feature. Each imperfection.“Something wrong?” I ask to break the tension I feel inside.“Au contraire! Everything is right where it should be. Don’t be ashamed of your body or afraid of it. It’s not your enemy” he then come closer. His stomach touching my knees. His hands on my calves,. He had already fucked me, had his big manly cock inside me, so I figured it was safe to be forward. Coach was sitting at his desk and I closed the door behind me. He wasn’t surprised to see me, maybe a little nervous though, but happy. I could see it in his face. He loved our sessions together as much as I did. He watched me as I walked over to his chair and leaned against the desk. He knew what I wanted but was going to make me ask for it. I wanted him to fuck me, I needed him to fuck me. I.