She started getting worked up and breathing slowly but heavily. Her head was throbbing with a mixture of excitement, fear and thrill. She was this clo...e to just calling out to Shyam and ask him to fuck her. But she was still controlling. She started thinking of ways to seduce Shyam without her initiating anything.She got up and took off her saree. She was not sure if Shyam was looking, but she didn’t check and didn’t care. She was now in her blouse and a petticoat. She lay down again. She. He fucked me, too. And when his hands came to my recently whipped tits, I went ape shit. My legs wrapped around him and pulled him even closer and deeper. He couldn't fill me enough. I had had an empty pussy for eighteen years.But no more. Having once tasted how it felt full, I knew I'd never be content with it empty again.And quite truthfully, I didn't really care what it was filled with. Cock was great. So was anything else that could get inside it. And I had the rest of my life to experiment. With his wife's blessing, Bret made arrangements to have the car delivered. A week later, when Terry saw it being unloaded from the flatbed, she had second thoughts but it was too late; they were the proud owners of a rusty old pile of scrap metal."I know it doesn't look like much right now, honey, but I'm going to bring it back to life. I'm going to make her young again," he said with a big grin.Terry always believed in her husband. As far as she was concerned there wasn't much he couldn't do. If you are, I did her a favor.”“I can keep it up for hours!”She just smirked, “Yeah, right. That’s any girl’s dream, to find some guy that can fuck like that.”I stood up; the object of our conversation had risen to about half rigid, creating a distinct outline in my loose trunks. Farah glanced at my groin then back up to my eyes, “Are you any good with that?” I didn’t answer her. I turned and jumped into the pool and splashed to the shallow end. I heard my sister dive in behind me and when.