." until she finally decided to start on a subject that seemed to be the basis of all of his trouble. "Why do you treat the girls that you date as if ...hey are some sort of throw away property?"I don't. See, that's the trouble. Girls just don't understand what guys need. Guys need to have sex a couple times a week or the stuff builds up in their bodies and creates all kinds of problems and discomfort and stress. Girls are the way for a guy to relieve that stress and solve those problems. It's. My lefthand held the steering wheel firmly set to its course and myright hand was playing with the stick-shift. His, that is. “This is crazy” I said, firmly gripping the base of hispenis and tugging on it. “What if we get pulled over?” “Don’t speed or anything and we won’t” he said.”Oh!” heexclaimed, doing a comic double-take. “Hi, officer!” “Silly” I chided. My hand slid up his shaft and I curled. I again went down and started biting her nipples. Rajan then came above, pulled his cock out and thrusted his full cock into mom’s mouth, she couldn’t take it all inside at once so he slapped her and told” From today I am your husband Mamta, you take everything i put inside your mouth”.Mom obeyed him and took his cock deep throat, he pulled mom by her hairs and was fucking her mouth in and out like crazy. I went down and opened mom’s panty. The panty was wet with mom’s pussy juice. It was fully. Linda was standing in the doorway, dressed in her pajamas. Her hair, which was down over her shoulders, was slightly damp. “I hope I didn’t wake you,” I said quietly. She shook her head. “Carter’s in bed. I was just sitting up reading.” Carter was Linda’s son from a marriage that had come apart about seven years earlier. He had been born about the time the divorce was finalized. “I… uh…,” I looked down at my feet and toed the mat in front of her door. “I just came to say goodbye.” “I know,”.