"Oh god, yeah. That's good. Right, you can stop now. Stand up and bendover the bench."Oh shit.I heard him rummage in the desk draw, then a cold sensat...on on my arse,quickly followed by two fingers. Thank god, he was lubing me up. Threefinger quickly followed, then a fourth. This was streching me, and it wasrather painful, but I was really turned on by it. I wanted to be fuckedand I wanted to come, but I was scared. Very quickly and with no messingabout, I felt his cock at my arsehole, pushing.I. She thought long and became hard just thinking of that women and the times in the past. The email just asked how she was and that Helen missed the times that they had shared together…..and with others. There was an attached picture, showing Helen on a park bench in a hitched up dress in black knee boots and stockings with her legs spread wide fingering her wet pussy with the caption “Remember me”. She went onto say that she would like to meet up and discuss old times. Tanya did reply and said. I chose the later because I loved the taste of cum, even though there wire similarities in taste, there were subtle differences. By the time I was in high school (6 months after this all started) I had got pretty good at sucking cock, all different sizes and colors. Most of this happened after school in the front seat of a car, I got a lot of offers for a ride home and my parents never thought any was going on as I was home before they were. Even after losing my virginity at 15, I still. I never missed a chance of watching her figure. She has 6 years old daughter. Her husband is working in O.N.G.C. He goes out on tour frequently. She was every man’s dream. Whenever I see her I used to watch her body structure I used to make fantasy and I think that i am fucking her. Every time she was wearing a saree, as she bent down every time I saw her body, her skin, he bare hips. Her boobs insider her blouse and that nicely shaped buttocks, at that time I was getting nice mood and I.