Would I feel his cock, would I feel his tongue? I braced myself, half expecting him just to drive his rock hard cock straight up my little hole, deep ...ntil his balls slapped against me. I could almost feel his hands gripping my hips tightly as he grunted and pumped his hot cum inside me. I realized I wanted him to take me, I arched my back even further. As if reading my mind, as if knowing what I needed. I felt one big strong hand hold me at the waist and the slippery, lubed, fat, engorged head. The last thing she has in mind that she got more and more tired, the pain in her feet gone away and she felt like she starts to fly. the guys (and the whole crowd) was sneer at her but she was already to tired to notice that. after she fel asleep in the barroom two of the guys pulling her in the table, spread her legs, rise her skirt and rip of her string "look, what kind of smooth and well shafed cunt she got!" said one of them. "well, that hole looks like it was not used for a long time, lets. I had been watching porn for what felt like ages, stroking myself to women on the internet doing unimaginable things to one another. I felt like a sick pervert inside, but I was far too busy to concern myself with such guilt. It seemed, however, that tonight I found less interest in the fake women on the screen. I had grown tired of pleasuring myself to imaginary people I would never meet. Then, I noticed a flashing banner at the top of the screen. My name is Andrew Lake. I am a junior at. Are number bhi to nahin tha ek dusre ka . Phir hum aise hi baat karne lage aur us ne bataya ki agle din us ka paper hai aur vo paper dene hi delhi aayi hai . Maine us se pucha aur kahan ruk rahi hai to us ne bataya ki hotel karegi . To maine bola are doston ke hote hue hotel .Us ne bola nahin yaar hotel hi theek hai par maine apna haq jataya aur us ka haath pakad ke bola hotel main to nahin rehne dunga . Mujh pe bharosa nahin hai to meri aunty ka ghar hai vahan rehna .Ye sun ke boli .Saale pura.