The dildo slowly sank into her pussy until she was standing on her feet. It felt foreign to her as she had only ever been fucked by her husband who ha... a medium sized cock. The monster was two and a half inches in diameter and stretched her pussy as never before. Not painful but initially uncomfortable.Their job of mounting Carol on the dido completed the two men stepped back to admire their handiwork. Carols hands and feet were not restrained. She had no way of removing herself from her. Pooha ke pair najdik the iske liye chut tight hi… Mai samaj gaya.. Pooja need hard fuck… Maine jor se ek hi jatke me chut me poora lund ghusa diya….Pooja jor chillai…. Kya kar rahe ho kamine… meri chut hai… Jaan nikalega… sale?Me: Pooja tuj jaise chudakkad ko tagda chdai chaiye… le ab meri lund ki sawari… thap thap… marne laga.. Pooja chut me puri lund andar jake bahar ane laga… Meri spped ko Pooja bi apna gaand ko aage piche karne lagi… aur boli..Tune ek din itna choda hain muje Ravi ne hafte. I even gave her a quarter for a pay phone as she gave me a brain-melting kiss goodbye while half-hanging out of the back window of her parents' station wagon as her father started the engine.Fast-forward ten years. I hadn't seen or heard from Jane since that day. I'd had a few girlfriends, most of whom were subjects at some of the frat parties where I "did my hypno-thing" as they termed it. Coincidentally, they seemed to be the ones I got to have orgasms when a certain trigger-word was used.. I was focused on the discomfort in my shoulders. He noticed that I kept trying to get comfortable and offered a back massage. I immediately agreed. His hands were so warm on my shoulders. And they were like magic! He rubbed in exactly the right places, not too hard but not too soft. It felt so good. I couldn't’t help it when a little moan escaped my lips, it was that good. He chuckled a little and kept going. I closed my eyes and only focused on his hands touching me. That’s why it surprised.