. Aur maine maa ko ulta karke maa ke gand k gade pe apna lund tika ke zatka marne laga aur maa k dono haato to pakade zatka mare laga ki lund ghusne k... naam hi nahi leraha tha tabhi maine paas hi rakhi let ki bottle se maa k gand par tel dala aur lund rakh kar zordar zatka mara maa us samay etni tadpi ki wo admari hogayi thi aur mai maa ki ghand ka pura maja lene laga aur apne lund ka pani maa ki gand me chod diya.. Aur zor zor se hapne laga.. Maa toh mere taraf dekhne ko bhi tayar nahi thi... Invested $25 of my stash and got a form-fitting shirt reading: "1001 Variations." It showed off my pecs real good.Ambled uptown into rich folks' country. Upper East Side. The Casbah itself. The accumulated wisdom of half a dozen TV shows said that singles bars were a good place to score lonely women. I made my grand entrance into Rudy's Rutabaga, strutted my stuff, and grabbed a vacant chair. I was a sharp-looking dude and it didn't take long to hit the jackpot. Sherry Zahd, her name was,. I was their toy to useexactly as they chose. I had let them do this, and I couldn't exactlystand up now and say no. I would do exactly what my superiors ordered meto.Pete had already grabbed the pad and started writing. Charlie lined me upready for recording. He got me properly up on all fours, back arched so myass stuck up in the air and you would see my tail sticking up, and headlooking straight towards where the guys would film me."Got to make sure you're looking like a good well-trained. She lifted her ass up; hopped her pussy mound and raised her head to watch her wet tulip. She cupped her petals and squeezed them with her palm. “Ooh, fuck me, fuck me” She moaned a little louder. She put her finger in her mouth, made it wet with her saliva and gently inserted it in her pussy. I felt my member growing in my loose shorts as I had not made love with my woman for the last two months. Soon she got up, checked the latch of the outer and adjoining doors and started undressing.