A few moments later I pulled the van over to the emergency lane so I wouldn’t wreck when I shot my load into my loving wife’s mouth while Tammy fi...gered herself, and Beth, to another orgasm.When we arrived home there was no talk, no teasing. We went straight back to the bedroom. Before I could get my boots off they were both nude and in bed kissing and sucking each others nipples. Their hands were exploring every inch of the others body. Knowing my body and my ‘issues’, I honestly didn’t think. Being debased as a 'Slut' or 'Whore' emphasizes your enslavement to 'Cock', a love of mens pleasure organ, not afraid to take it 'on', and pleasure yourself, as well as him.I once came down on a five minutes packed elevator ride, and emerged with a load of semen smeared across my bum. The poor desperate opportunistic fucker had whipped it out, and let it rub up against my cheeks, when I unwittingly, relieved him sexually, two thin layers of cotton from full intercourse.The power of the spoken. Mai uske boob baari baari se dabane laga phir hum sofe se uh kar palang par aagaye jaha aur mai uski jhangho ko choomne laga wo uttezit ho rahi thi phir meaine uski choot ko kiss kiya wo ek pal ke liye chouki jab maine uski choot ko apni jeebh se chata to wo kahne lagi ye kya kar Rahe ho maine kaha maze le raha hu meri jaan phir chatne laga wo bahut garam ho gayi aur kahne lagi ab tum mujhe randi kaho ya kuch bhi mai ab tumhari hu ab mai samajh gya ki ab meri randi ban gayi hai aur mai use. “Are you thinking what I’m thinking?” Said Theresa. “I hope so,” said Sheryl. Theresa took Brad’s hand and guided it towards her own legs and allowed him to stroke the smooth denim of her jeans until he reached her nicely-filled crotch. Her pussy was becoming increasingly moist as she contemplated what she knew Brad must be hiding in his trousers. From what she had seen on his many TV appearances on the track, she knew he had more than his share of wanger. “Do you know what I would like?” said.