You pass out after the seventh orgasm, but even in sleep you can feel me r****g you, filling your dreams with nothing but orgasm after orgasm.When you...come out of the blackness, you realize you're in bed, naked, washed clean. You also realize you're on your stomach, bent over the edge of the bed, and something is around your neck. You lift your hand and touch it, and realize it's a collar, with a chain leading to the bed's headboard.As you come to fully, you also realize I'm inside of you,. Looking down at her pussy, Mohit saw the soft, curls of hair that covered her pussy. Grinning expectantly, she continued to spread her legs apart wider and wider. The opening of her puffy little cunt was sticky with her wetness and the fleshy lips surrounding it were stuck together hiding her inner sanctum. Then, as she spread herself wider, the lips finally parted and her cunt gaped open, wet and ready. "God, you have a beautiful pussy," Mohit groaned, clumsily scrambling to his hands and. I don't remember it that clearly but when I was about 8 a new girl and her family moved to the village she was 2 yrs younger than me so must have been about 6 at the time and she became part of our group, Her name was Emma she had thick dark brown hair nd very large brown eyes and a pretty mouth, she was slim and about average height for her age, Being the youngest we instantly terrorised her as kids do, for no apparent reason other than she wined alot, however I always felt sorry for her and. It helped pay my way through university.“Sex can be as casual, or as meaningful, as you want it to be.” She sat up, looking at me. “You’re, what, seventy? I’m forty-five. That’s a big difference. But, one thing I learned, way back when, is that between the sheets, we’re just people.“Yes, there are physical differences. Yes, we lose some capacity as we get older. But the essence of sex isn’t physical. It’s mental, or emotional, or even spiritual. It’s a way of reaching out of our loneliness to.