Uski lipsticks mein kha gaya…wo bhi road ke bich mein…najaane kitne logo ne dekha hoga…Phir wo chali gayi aur mein usse phone per baat karne lag...….jab mein ghar gaya to pata chala ki mere dad aur mom indore ja rahe hai week end per.. Evening mein baat karte karte the mene kaha ki mujhe aur bhi chahiye…to usne pucha kya chahiye…Mujhe sab kuch chahiye…to usne pucha kya sab kuch??? To mene kaha mujhe uske saath sex karna hai…To wo boli ki ye possible nahi hai…mein usko whole day phone kar kar ke. “darling, I’ve had five k**s and Jack has filled me with all manner and size of toys over the years. His last little kink was fisting me so nothing is too big” and with that she sat impaled on his cock without so much as a whimper. Lars just lay back and enjoyed the ride with Muriel doing all the work. She worked herself into a lather of sweat with small orgasms causing her to slow or stop the action but soon she would start again. She shouted out obscenities at the top of her voice. .fuck, yes, that’s it.” He watched her tiny hand stroke the length of his cock, precum already oozing from the tip. He was amazed when she scooped it up with her finger and fed it to herself. His growl sounded from the deepest part of him as he grabbed her calves and pulled her to the very edge of the table. The tip of his cock was poised to take her, but he stopped to look at her. “Fuck me, Damien.” His breath caught as he slid into her tight pussy, the muscles clenching even tighter around. To imagine that she was enjoying the same sensations at exactly the same time as he, and that she would also enjoy such a treat, made him all the more anxious to assist her. She loved how free he was, and the feel of her own hand on her growing wetness, knowing he was intensely focused on her. This made her blood flow in an intense surge. Her pussy tingled and pulsed and cried for affection and attention. She was burning up like nothing she had ever experienced before. Her finger found her anus.