But maybe you want to hear something real? there's plenty of that. i can write now. i have time. this is my voice. i hope you like it. tell me. and i'...l write more.here's a quick one...she calles me after i hang up on her. it sounded like there are people in the background and it turned me off. so far, i know i'm not going to get what i want. but i still try, there's always some value to it. and i'm so horny, i need to take care of it anyway. she says, where are you, why don't you come over?. He released my ass with one hand, using it to twist my nipple until I cried out as he thrust into me again.“Don’t you dare take your eyes off my girlfriend,” he growled. As if I could have.All I did, all I could do, was stare at Holly as she watched us, pleasure burning deep within my core. She was going to watch him fuck me and there was nothing I could do about it. The very thought nearly pushed me over the edge.“Don’t you dare,” she said, her face hovering over the fence, close enough that. . Ufffffffffffffffff. Again, we masturbated there in the name of my wife.That night, Mr Sharma told me that he will fuck his wife tonight. In night, I pushed their bed room door and saw inside. But there was very dim light inside the room. But I could make out that Mr Sharma is fucking the old lady. After some time, when my eyes became able to see in darkness, I saw that Mrs Sharma’s legs were in air, and Mr Sharma was fucking her hard. I was really surprised to hear the words which Mrs & Mr. She lied down on her back with her pussy facing me. Her black boots rested on my shoulders as I watched her slowly remove her hand. I could only stare down her legs at the tight pink virgin vagina that was right in front of me. Like her mum, she stretched the lips open with two fingers and rubbed it. The clit was hidden from view but it was still amazing. Sadly, all good things must end, and I was deeply disappointed when she removed her legs and jumped off the table, sitting back in her chair..