..you are still inside my pussy with your finger and your thumb rubbing my clit...start to move with you...wanting more of all this...you feel how wet...I have become...you pull your finger out of my pussy and pull your hand up to my hip, grab it and start to pull me harder into you...forcing your cock into me now...thrusting it in...you are breathing heavily and telling me how good it feels to you...it still hurts a bit but is feeling good at the same time I tell you...I am moving my hips around. Ladies/girls you can contact me on … I am reading ISS stories from last 5-6 years and after so many years I am forced to write/share my real first love incident (in some parts depending on response) which happened 15 years ago. This incident is of my net friend to whom I met after chatting with her for almost 2-3 years. Her name is Khushi obviously name changed and was from surat. She is very beautiful, tall and a tomboy… her figure was 32-30-36, milky skin… I was working in another city and. " Chubby chuckled. "Whichmeans I'll NEVER get near her. Oh well, not my type. But if there areany truck drivers in the audience, I work in all twelve gears."Sable and Margo appeared and put themselves on either side of me. Theylinked their arms through mine. Hushed discussions were going on atseveral tables. I felt like a prize animal at a livestock auction. Withthose udders I might have been a milk cow. Tony came out from backstageand looked over the buzzing crowd. A tall man in a. I was walking and I saw and employee. She was nice, neither ugly nor beautiful but cute with a tiny body and a nice little ass. I think she confused me with someone else because she waved to me and then she was like ‘shit, why did I do that’. I thought why not, let her see my bulge so I walked to see some stuff a few meters from her. She saw me and immediately she lowered her eyes right into my bulge. Of course it was getting harder and harder. She was working fixing a shelf but every 5 seconds.