Didn’t know if she was on birth control, didn’t care, just let them lose because I never wanted to be outside of those lips again. They hugged the...life out of my cock, every drop of it. Her legs were so smooth the next morning, smoother than I had ever felt. I couldn’t stop rubbing them, touching them, getting so close to her hot, wet, cunt. That massive, massive cunt. lips like their male equivalent would be a 12 incher. Those lips on that tiny, tight little hole… her pink, clear space between. Main bhi uski gadarayi gori gand ko masalate marodta. To kabhi tanatan hilate huyi aur hichakate huyi uski bade bade boobs ko masalte. Khichate dabate ek alag sa excitment main aur kas kas kar niche se gand utha utha kar chod raha tha.Uske khule huye mast baal aur hichakate upar niche music ke sath woh mere lund par kud kar. Mera lund chut main lete chod rahi thi. Bilkul bejijhak man jaisa karta vaisa mujhe bhog rahi thi.Woh aab pura masti main madkush hokar mere muh mein boobs thuste to kabhi. Me, rummaging through videos though nothing to get aroused too. I mostly found some pornography art and would observe or become inspired, rather than aroused for some quicky. However, that night I became more aroused than I have ever been.I watched a few videos while laying there bare, one leg over my comforter and my head against my small throw pilllow as if it were a person.I spent most of my teen years kissing dolls and pillows, and even now is what I had been doing. Pretending or playing a. I looked outside, a narrow tall window, that was wired with swirling dull bronze design. An aroma hit me, a sweet aroma, which made my mouth water. I looked away from the window and the source of the smell and I saw her, I was drowning again, and I smiled. A normal smile, I wasnt trying my best not to scare her off. She had a white blouse and light flare jeans that hugged her hips, and her long black hair in a wild loose pony tail. Rose seemed startled but quickly regained her cool, Uh, Hello.