Shuru me fhus nahi rha tha q ki mere gaand ka gadda bohot tight tha pr badme vo dhila ho gaya. Ye kaam mai roj karne laga mere gaand ko ab belan ki aa...t ho gai thi. Pr muze ap mja ana bnd ho gaya tha q ki meri gaand ab real or bda lund maang rhi thi.Fir mai sochne laga ki ab kya karu …. Utneme mera dst ajay ayaor bola ki tu hi h jo meri madat kar skta h pls muze na mt kahna, maine bola ha baba thik hai pr baat kya h ye to bta tb usne btaya ki vo ek job enterview ke liye gaya tha wo usme pass ho. I could see Tori’s wet dripping pussy and the bottom of Brian’s shaft surrounded by flesh and his balls hanging out from underneath. Brian was moving his hips slowly up and down, moving his cock inside her. I moved my face closer to her crotch. I could smell the aroma of her pussy and could hear it slowly slurping up his cock. I got my nose pressed up against her hair above her clit and stuck my tongue out to probe at her clit.The taste of her clit was amazing and I moved my lips around her. Mud wrestling women. Story lines that feature multiple mind and mood control devices.And then there is the spunky heroine whose motto is she can do anything, and spends a part of most episodes in bondage. She is so competitive she has to take any challenge, ‟Hey, Kim,” Bonnie sneered, ‟I can give more guys anal in an hour than you can.” Kim responded, ‟No you can't!”Kim and the other girls/women of the show star in many, many fanfictions and Rule 34 art works. It is a show that provides opening. Oh, look what I wrote there...hoofed...ha. Don't worry; you'll get it in a moment.It was 4 AM by the time I got back to my apartment. Nobody was around to notice, thankfully, or they might have wondered what a nice guy like me was doing coming home so late. Yeah, I'm one of those guys that neighbors get interviewed later and say, "He was such a nice boy...nobody expected this from him."I closed my apartment door behind me, and then froze. Something was wrong. My eyes scanned the dim light of.