She wants them filled, stretched to the limit. She wants them drowned in boiling liquids, seep with juices, leak with come. Come, the magic word... cu...mmmmmm.She is always almost there... her weak hand claws to reach. To reach he edge, eternal edge, oh god get me there... there. Her nails scratch, cruel irons bite her flesh. There are the throbbing nipples, screaming clit and sobbing cunt lips. Painnnnn, sweet pain of flogging, piercing, burning. Push me over the edge, pleeeease now.... I get out of bed and pull on my see-through nighty, everything must show, the whiteness of my flawless skin, nude and inviting, as I walk in front, back up the stairs in front of this man, staring at my buttocks and thigh gap, what man could resist that sight. I put my hand between my thighs, my wetness tells me my body is game for another cock, my ninth this month, I sigh, will my periods come this month, or will my belly swell at last, finally fertilized, succumbed to the super sperm of a man. She looks stunning with her sexy body. She uses to wear saree mostly or churidars dresses. Like traditional clothes wear. She has huge boobs always hanging down to earth, I always wanted to say her a dialogue seeing her boobs.” your boobs are huge as balloons can I squeeze them “ this was my favorite dialogue whenever I see her boobs, even though she was married and having two kids, but she is so horny, beautiful and with good physique. I dream about her lot of times like doing sex with her,. Both of the younger couple felt a little intimidated but just jumped into the inviting water. They’d had enough to drink that they could get playful.After getting used to the water, Terry got out a plastic ball and said he wanted to play water polo in the shallow end where it was waist deep. He and Wendy would team up. The rules were very simple. You could only push the ball with your body parts. No hands. A point was scored if the ball touched any side of the pool. Body checking was allowed.