You can even, if you want, stick in my bottom. I have lubricant in my purse if you need it. I want you to do to me, everything you did to them. PLEASE...!!"Her words and pleas had cut through the alcoholic fog in his brain. His head cleared, and he understood the wanting in her voice. She was pleading to be loved. His brother was as much an alcoholic as he was, but wouldn't admit it. "What if I make you pregnant?" he asked her. She replied, "If I was afraid of that happening, I would be in the. Just like that. Oh, like that. Yes. Yes. Oh, fuck. Oooooooooh. Aaaaaaaaaah. Hard cock. Hard cock so good in my pussy. Leave that hard cock in my pussy. Oh, fuck me harder. Harder. Oh, yes. So hard. So hard in my pussy. Oh, so hard. Fuck me all day. Fuck me hard. Fuck me all night. Fuck that pussy. Fuck it. Fuck it." The deeper I went she screamed with delight. The heat in the elevator was making us sweat profusely. For the. She was still sitting on his face. He made sure that Preeti had another orgasm.After the brute fucking that Rahul was giving Kavita, she too came for a second time. Shivani, after gulping down Ravi’s sperm, had moved closer to Rahul. She was on her knees just like him and kissed her son/husband on his neck and chest. She helped him fuck Kavita by grabbing his ass and pushing him.Once Kavita was done, it was time for mother and son to put on a show. There was pure passion as Rahul embraced. Getting rid of me like a fucking disease. Or tempting and teasing each other all day long or all week long, only to spend our date night not touching once. These are the realities that I cannot deal with. This is when words become just words and the magic that staggered me at first begins to die. We begin to die.When I was with my ex, I first noticed that he wasn’t happy by looking at old photos. Always the same fake smile, never a twinkle in his eyes. Until he eventually refused to take photos.