My skin felttaught and my muscles strained against him and I suddenly wanted himthere. I wanted him deeper still for all that I'd never wanted a manb...fore. "Fuck, oh fuck," I breathed in a soft deeply shocked feminine tone."Yeah baby, unnngh!" He bounced me once against him. "Take it,takethathotshit, yeah, unngh!" fuck. fuck. oh fuck." I wimpered and moaned and trembled. This wasequal parts pleaure and stunned spawning fear now. What the hell hadhappened to me? How was this. He makes no move for a couple of minutes, which seems like an eternity to her, but eventually his finger moves and begins to stroke her nipple, softly and slowly feeling it get harder. She involuntarily shifts her body closer to his, pressing her nipple against his hand, and he begins to press harder, more insistently, realising how turned on she is becoming. His hand moves to cover her breast, tweaking her nipple slightly, as if by accident, and her breath catches at the flood of warmth this. When I realize it now, it was nothing else but a need for both of us being a human being you need someone to speak with and we were the only available options for each other that time. We used to look at each other while talking to each other and that was adding fun. You like printed underwear’s?She asked all of a sudden over the phone and I almost jumped at my place. Why are you asking that? I asked sheepishly as I always see printed briefs drying under the sun in your balcony, now it’s not. And as i grab your thighs tightly you snarl"fuckin grab my balls bitch" as your cock head throb and jerks in my throat. As i continue to choke on your immense man hood,tears streaming down my face i reach over with one hand and start to wrap my fingers around the skin separating your balls from your body and i start to squeeze tightly,tugging down as i do so,so your huge hung balls are stretched painfully from your body,hoping that this will stop your **** of my throat.But it has the opposite.