."Off, bitch" he said lustily, breathing deeply just as I was. I held mywet, dripping mouth open and showed him wanting only more, more, moreDaddy......."Catch your breath, babygirl."I nodded, but kept my mouth open, my arms still tied behind me with theblack leather belt."Good girl, back down slowly, same place."I did it again, wanting only to be filled, only to have my mouth used theway I had dreamed of so many times, but never like this which was so muchhotter and sluttier - I thought us. He started to push his hip upwards while i pushed my ass down to make his penis burry deep in my asshole.Now his right hand caught my neck and he was massaging my neck rubbing it up and down,breathing heavily. Our breathing sound increased, now he reached to the top of my chest and said the marvelous creation of this world, what a lovely pair of breasts, brindaa, tells me darling for having such a big boobs you must have had lot of milk right?I said “ohh deepak, my bra used to be wet all the. But nearing the time of my graduation, my bed began to welcome more women than men. Sure, there was a lot to be said for a good hard cock, but even more to be said for soft lips and firm breasts and wet pussies.I remembered fondly my nights with Tom. A gentle lover, his mouth and fingers were always in the forefront, kissing, sucking and licking, probing, making sure that I was pleasured before him. In almost every case, whenever we coupled, his primary goal was to make me cum before that. I remember like it was yesterday the sight and feeling of her boobs resting on my chest. I remember wanting to visually inspect her parts, but that was against her rules and she would not relent. I fondly remember her starting to grind her pussy against my cock. In short order I had both hands on her butt and was encouraging and grinding back. Then somewhere in all this I got my hand under her and felt a very large sopping wet vagina. Never got to look at it. I guess I was too rough as.