Lars's head spun when she said that. 'Her bedroom talk has improved,' he thought as he pushed his cock into her, not sure if her comment was a joke. "...h my god," he moaned, as her bunghole squeezed his cock in a death grip. Without the lube, he doubted he would be able to move at all. He put his hands on her hips and drove himself deeper into her bowels. He controlled his breathing, trying not to blow too soon."Fuck, Lars, slam that cock into me," Aggie begged, as she rocked her hips back to. In another moment Nadia finally felt his stiff penis sliding into her dripping snatch. Moaning in pleasure she locked her ankles behind his back, pulling him to her with each of his long deep thrusts. Before long she was hanging on for dear life. Jim's control was amazing; he varied his pace from fast to slow and back to fast again; he changed angles, sometimes angled down to rub against her clit, sometimes angle up, hitting her square in her g-spot; and he kept going far longer than Nadia. Even after college I come back home and changed myself in nighty. And when my cook used to come, then I changed myself to hot pants and a loose t-shirt but inside I used to wear bra and panty.On Saturday night I used to party alone at home with drinks and self-pampering. I used to get ready with full makeup sometimes in Indian attire and sometimes Western. After a couple of months, I was tired of all these and wanted to explore more. There was a Bengali barber shop car park Delhi. I went there. These two lovely women were now standing topless on each side of me. I took-in this moment before it slipped from my grasp. Still wrapped in my towel, I turned to face Mia.“Let’s NOT put that on her” I said, as I looked into Mia’s sexy eyes. “In fact, I think that we should remove her bottoms... and by ‘WE’, I mean you, Mia.” Mia now got a very mischievous look in her eyes and my wife blushed more as Mia slipped her fingers into the waistband of my wife’s bathing suit bottoms. Mia slid just a.