Half a dozen strokes later, he gabbed my head tighter than ever and drove his cock deep down my throat. He held it there while his balls pumped spurt ...fter spurt of hot cum down my gullet and into my stomach. He must have held me there for at least two minutes while he continued to pump his nectar into me. I was beginning to feel the need to breathe again. Then he pulled his still hard cock out of my throat leaving a trail of cum on my tongue. It was all the cum I was going to taste that time.. I needed to have my dick out and hard. Any pussy that pushed back through the hole in the hedge wanted to be fucked. I was to pound each pussy until I came inside them. The girls that gave me their pussy knew they would have to deal with the possibility of getting pregnant. They knew it was possible if they came back here with boys because the boys wouldn’t use rubbers. I found that this was a glory bush. They put their pussies through, and if a guy comes along, he moves into the small inset. I was in heaven. To me this was what fucking was all about. My boy pussy was full and taking every inch of that handle. Before I knew it I was going faster and faster.. I didn't even notice my other hand jerking my 4 inch cock. All I could think about was being fucked by that hard brush handle. It was driving me towards an orgasm and all I could think about was more and more, faster and harder. I wanted that handle to fuck me like I was meant to be fucked. Before I knew it my cock was shooting. She was beautiful. She had an attractive sexy figure. 38D-28-36 her breasts were eye catching and fleshy. Her breasts were in proper shape. Her hips were quite heavy. Her breasts bounced and hips shook as she walked. Ever since I got there, I had my eyes on her. I had found an apparent change in Rajni Bhabhi with regard to her clothes and dresses. She used to expose her cleavage generously and also the upper curves of her breasts, whether she was in her sari-blouse, in her salwar suit, or even.