Then this will be over.’ Her voice was sweet as honey and smooth as silk, fitting her lean, lithe body, angelic face and long, shimmering black tres...es perfectly. ‘Tell Tyson where you’ve hidden the map and this will all end. I promise you.’ ‘Trisha!’ Tyson snapped. ‘Shut the fuck up! You shouldn’t even be here. You’ve got no stomach for this shit. Get your ass back to your room and wait for me!’ He turned back to O’Bannen. ‘And you, you religious freak, tell me where you hid that fucking map. After I shat, I assumed he covered his cock in it. To hear him say it, it was like heaven. “Fuck yes, oh yeah, I want to get covered in my whore’s shit!”He entered me again, making my asshole pulse around him. This time, his groan, “Awwggh yeah!” was so sexy, I wish it was a person so I could fuck it. The next time he touched me, I realised his gloves were not on him. He crouched over me and started thrusting and I yelled in pleasure, breathing rapidly, “Yes, yeah, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!”. Not for lack of opportunity, but out of fear and embarrassment. Maybe lack of confidence too. 24 years old and she was 35 years old. Yes, my very own Mrs. Robinson. We started as classmates in university (she was returning to school after having been married, two children and then divorced), and we were casual friends but no more. Then we met each other one day by chance in a grocery store. It was a very cold day in January, and we talked for a while as we walked through the store together.. I changed the position. I bent over my husband's body and thrust my boob into his mouth. Now our sucking continued again. My husband was sucking my boobs and Neeta was sucking my husband's hot rod.We stood up and Neeta was laying on her back now. She spread her legs and thighs and I signaled my husband to suck her tight and almost all un fucked pussy.He sat between her legs and began to suck her pussy. I brought my pelvic over Neeta’s face and pressed my pregnant pussy into Neeta’s mouth. So,.