She had been in the bathroom for quite a long time and I was worried about her. I went up to the door and knocked and asked, "Emily are you alright?"I...heard a muffled, "Yeah I'm fine Brian, don't worry."I walked away assured but froze in my tracks when I heard a little sound. I thought it was crying but when I listened closer I could tell it was a moan. Emily was masturbating in her bathroom with me in her apartment! This was awesome but I didn't know what to do. I opted for going to sit on the. The journey became very interested to me. The both banks of the river went under flood water and widened the river like sea. The speed was slow because boat was running upstream. The river looked madly for its heavy current and our boatman was keeping the boat at possible to the shore because the current was lesser there.The sun was going to set and the scene was very beautiful. Amena didn’t say any word and sat like a sack in the middle of the boat inside the shed. The dark was gradually. I gave her ass a few smacks as I started to slowly thrust in and out her ass. Her moans were getting louder and my cock was now moving easily in and out her ass. She was extremely tight and I wanted to savor the feeling. She was now furiously rubbing her clit and she began pushing her back against me as her orgasm ripped through her body, I could feel her ass convulsing against my cock as she came. I started to fuck her harder, grabbing a handful of her hair causing her to moan loader. "Take it. I guess that just leaves your asshole." Oh, Christ, Bart. My asshole's not built for your Goddamn cock. You'll rip me apart." Bullshit," Larry said. "You can take it."Tiffany stared at Larry, who had just plopped into the chair behind the desk. A drunken smile played at her mouth. She turned her head to Bart on the other side of the desk. "You're too big, honey." She squirmed her ass. "My pussy is ripe and ready." She brought her hands down to her sopping cunt gash. "Right here, Bart. Inside my.