He embraced me from the back.His hairy chest was rubbing on my back. He was kissing my neck and back. He was biting my ears. All the time, he was fuck...ng me with deep strokes. His balls were slapping on the area between my asshole and balls. That turned me on. His manly scent was the only thing I was breathing.This whole thing went on forever. I was almost in a trance. I never thought getting fucked by him will be so wonderful. We changed position again. He laid on his back on the sofa. I sat. She daringly came to the point and asked me she was longing sex from me ever since she was crazy reading my sex stories! Also, she shared with me her nightmare experience of her sex life from her husband.Yes, She was married, her husband was in a job in Chennai. Though he was a good husband, he lacked interest in sex and her. Though she tried to encourage him for sex, her efforts were in wain.That’s why Namitha approached me. She was too depressed and was lonely in terms of sexual partner and. He needed to get in touch with Ginger as quickly as possible on a matter of life or death. When she first spoke to him, she didn't recognize his voice: it was as grim as death.Bill stayed on the line while Judy called Boeing in Seattle where Ginger was working that day. On an emergency basis, the Boeing people located her and put her on the phone. After patching the two lines together, Judy almost dropped when she learned that Ali had left Bill.The situation just got worse. The following week. The golden come runs out the sides of her mouth and down her chin; she tries to catch every drop. There’s so much she can’t possibly swal-low it all.“Oh, my God,” she cries, “you taste so good! Sweet, warm, and delicious!”After many days and nights of loving, my wife tells me that when she swallows my come it creates a fantastic urge to fuck or suck me about a day later. She says the urge peaks at about twenty-four hours and just about drives her crazy for an hour or so, then fades.I decide to.