.shayad unko lipatkar sone ki adat thi..maine unko uthaya aur woh sharma gayi.. phir sham ko hum log club ke liye taiyar hur mami ne sexi dress pahan ...i aur hum chale gaye..wahan jane ke bad hamri entry ho gayi aur light off ho gayi meri samajh mai kuch nahi aa raha tha.. log wahan pe enjoy kar rahe the mami boli ghar wapas chalte hai…lekin wahan se bahar ana ab sahi nahi tha…Logon wahan pe apni wife ke sath sex karne lage..mera bhi lund khada ho gaya..lohhhhh…darling..ahhhh ki awaje ane. I always imagined it as the ultimate act of sharing oneself, of trusting someone enough to let them see you when you are most vulnerable. How can you trust a virtual stranger? You can't. I saw Seth and the others as always having to keep their guard up, always holding a piece of their selves back when they were with someone. I wanted no part of that. I had Sheryl and I knew that when we finally did it, it would be something special."Now that Colin was talking it was like a dam had burst and all. This was simply because he never put his beautiful cock inside my pussy. He fucked my mouth for a long time and he certainly wasn't gentle. He hung my head off the edge of the bed and really drove into me, making me gag a bunch of times. He’d wiped his pre-cum on my face and he yelled at me, calling me filthy names. That can be a turn on but not when I was dying to be fucked.Eventually, he pulled out of my throat and entered me — but in my ass. And that hurt because the only lubricant was my. She paused for a long minute, then said, softly, ?Five.? It sounded like she had to force herself to utter the count.He swung again. Still a little harder than he intended, but not quite as hard as the last stroke. She yelped and twitched, struggling a little against the stockings that bound her to the chair.She waited for a long minute before saying, ?Six.? That was exactly the reason that Craig had asked her to count the strokes before he delivered them rather than after – so that he could.