It doesn’t take long with me jacking that hunk of cock with my left hand and my right working my clit when a giant orgasm overcomes me and coach hol...s me from falling.It takes a while for me to come to my senses and when I open my eyes coach has pulled up his pants and takes a room key card from his pocket and pushes it into the back pocket of my shorts. He says when your old man goes to sleep tonight come to my room just two doors down don’t knock just use the key and come in, make sure he is. Ive been with about six women in my life. How about men? Just one. Howd you like that? Well, I was the one pointing something in him… He slipped his finger in and out, adding another. Howd you like fucking a man, Mark? Im not really sure. I was drunk most of the time. He took his fingers out. Tell me how it feels. I felt his pants slide down. He pushed my legs apart and proceeded in pushing his manhood into my small hole. I screamed, trying move away from it. Hush Mark, I think its. I m into marketing with one of the companies in Delhi. I met this girl of age 42, and some how with my romantic Scorpion Instincts I made her attract towards me and I too liked her and got attracted to her. Out of the professional scale we both decided to date one evening on Saturday for Wine. I knew a good place in GK2 market Delhi. We went there, took corner sofa seats and we both sat face to face with candle lights. Sorry , I forgot to describe her, She is Fair, 5.5 feet height, figure would. We look into each other’s eyes. We kiss as we continue to grind. Fuck that feels good. My God, what’s that? Uh. Oh God. Oh God. Oh God. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck._As the waves of her orgasm crashed over her, Becky almost blacked out. She had to stop touching herself; she was suddenly too sensitive. She was sopping wet, and a puddle of liquid had formed on the couch. Becky lay panting. Gently, she brought her right hand back between her legs. The sensitivity was fading; she could touch herself again. She.