.. I wondered what it wouldfeel like. If it would feel the same as it did in my (Karen's!) memory.I lifted the artificial shaft and gave it a tentativ... little kiss, mypulse throbbing in my ears, and... there's no other way to describe it.A _hunger_ came over me, a _need_. I put the base of the dildo downagainst the mattress and leaned over it and _thrust_ my face downwards,taking that fake cock in my mouth, taking it deep, feeling it push intomy throat - I didn't even gag, maybe suppressing the. .GM er mukhe ei vasa sune maa lojjay laal hoye gelo. bollo,comdom chara korte dbo na kintu.GM -ki? ami condom charai korbo.. besi jor korle…………….Maa dirghoswas chere bollo-thik acha sir.GM-sir nam asit. asit name dakbe.Erpor GM maa ke kache tene dudh tepa suru korlo. uff! se ki nirmom er tipchilo. maa er khub betha lagchilo.Maa-ssssssssssss!! aste tipun. lagcheeeee..GM- apni noy shipratmi..Maa-achchchaaaaaaa… charo,lagche..GM ebr maa k samne ghuriye niye lipkiss suru korlo. r ekhat e bra er. She runs her finger through her almond smelling hair, lifts the locks and framing her face. She know’s he won’t be disappointed, she hope’s the horny guy she’s about to meet will be blown away.The journey seems to take forever, the butterflies still dancing in her stomach and the moistness of her pulsing pussy, leading her to distraction. She steps from the seat on the bus, her stocking tops show, she smoothes her dress down hoping that her juices had now marked her dress, stepping from the bus. She moaned loudly as I pounded her. Suddenly, I stopped and pulled out of her. She panted loudly, gasping for fresh air. "What the... why the hell did you stop?" she asked. "I just realized something," I said. "As much as I'm enjoying this, I don't get to see that perfect ass when you're in this position. So..." "Oh, that's what you enjoy?" she asked. At that moment, Becca turned around and stuck her ass out at me. "Well, it's a good thing that this is my favorite position too." I.