Mai yaha uski chut and gaand donno chusne laga, fir hum seedhe hue, mai ab uski chut mai apna lund daal rha tha, woh mar rhi thi mere lund ke liye, ma...ne lund andar daalte hi, bht garam mehsoos kiya, fir uski zor se chudayi ki. Woh mera sar pakadke kheechi and liplock dene lagi.Mai zor zor se chod rha tha and kiss bhi kar rha tha…Lagbhag 30min ke baad mai jhad gaya and woh chusne lagi mera lund.Fir maine uski gaand ko chusne laga.Fir maine uski gaand ko target kiya tha. Maine usse palat diya. I've never even..." I started as we reached the front door."OK, OK ... relax Matt, just forget it OK? ... do you want to come in for drink still?" she said."Yeah well OK" I said feeling the pressure suddenly lift.Once inside I followed her into kitchen where she got a can of orange juice from the fridge and asked me what I wanted, I said water would be fine, I had a really dry mouth, I wasn't sure whether this was the effect of the drink from last night or just nerves."I'm really sorry Matt, I. She said it felt better that way, and I liked the looks of adoration she gave me when I was busily plugging her bunghole. After I’d exploded in her bowels and began to go soft I swear I saw tears in her eyes when my dick popped out. She’d whimper “Oh no…leave it in! You feel so good in me.”This is what I was up against when trying to retain the high moral ground with Carrie. Sigh. We all have our cross to bear. I could fuck her six or seven times a day. Not more than a couple of days in a row,. Again." The bus screeched to a halt in front of Yolanda's house. Surprisingly, Frank just nodded and shrugged. He looked a little disappointed, but Yolanda knew that he'd get over it before the bus pulled off again. He was an ex-boyfriend for a reason. Patting him atop his head like a master leaving a beloved dog, Yolanda shouldered her backpack and stepped off the bus. As the bus slowly pulled off, she paused in the driveway, noticing her mother's car. She wasn't supposed to be home.