”John took off his shirt revealing his tanned six pack, and muscular physique. He had worked hard over the last two years to get, and obtain his fig...re. He started lifting weights freshman year, and had started doing track also. John stripped down into his boxers, revealing his large bulge and strong legs. He put on some light workout shorts and a sleeveless shirt. He put on some trainers and headed over to the family home gym.An hour later, John was finished. He kicked off his shoes and pulled. Kumar had initiated the prior foursome arrangement in which they had been involved. The wife of the other couple had big breasts, and Kumar was a breast man. Kalpana was built like a junior high school cheerleader: small and tight. But, Kalpana didn’t like the other husband. She later said she hated for him to touch her. Still, she liked the orgasms that came easier and more often from the excitement and forbidden lust of group sex. When the time came to move, she was relieved to be free of the. The hot rod glares at you, it wants to enter you, and you want to let it. It will rape your whole body through your pussy. It cannot be stopped, and it's rage cannot be cooled unless it enters you. This is the only way. It must use you, you must let it.Your thoughts are interrupted by Chefs large, calloused thumb pressing where your clit used to be. He retrieves half the vegetable chunks from inside you. You ache for the sensation of the white-hot steel much more now that there is a gaping hole. And he think he spotted her when his own waitress, a stacked red-haired girl with obviously pierced nipples, approached and he saw her right beyond her chest flesh. She was a light-skin Mexican girl, probably, and her ass was huge in her skimpy skirt, and she was busting a table, sweat dripping down her face. Her facial features may have been a little plain, but the way they came together made for a beautiful woman. ‘Would you like a menu, babe?’ his waitress said knocking him out of his.