Her apartment was cold and she was naked. She had goosebumps and her nipples were tiny and hard. But she knew she wasn't allowed clothing. Nowadays sh... couldn't even hide somewhere away from her computer. There were webcams in every room. Barry watched and recorded everything.The doorbell rang. It was breakfast. Nicole rarely prepared any food anymore, Barry ordered everything for her.The rule was simple: if Barry wasn't online, she had to answer the door in whatever she was wearing. If she. With their seed streaming down my thighs I made my way home a few minutes before my folks arrived and was able to get into the bath and clean myself up. I told my folks that I was not feeling well and they allowed me to stay home from school the next day which was a Friday. I was very thankful cause I did not know how to act after such a horrific day! For a week or so I got back to normal until the notes and Polaroid pictures started to show up. That is how I was introduce to male on male sex. As I gained some practical experience about sex at my childhood, I became a sex-maniac and whenever I got chance I tried to fuck any aged girls or women with many tricks without applying force or at least to peep the uncovered boobs and pussies from hidden places when they change attires.I always find the chance to touch tits and breasts of sleeping girls or women. I think always believe “sex is one kind of art”. So I want to share the real stories of those incidents of my life with yours. I. "Fuck, fuck, fuck!" he yelled, his cock blurring in and out between her lips, his cockshaft throbbing and swelling as the jizz flooded up his shaft."Wow, you told me she was hot, but fuck!" the other boy yelled, his thick shaft ramming to the hilt in Gillian's spasming cunt. "Jeezz, ohhhhh!"He gripped her asscheeks as his cock slammed in and out, throbbing, swelling as cum gushed out of his balls."Yeaaahhh!" the other boy yelled and shot a thick wad of spunk into Gillian's sucking mouth. "Ohhh,.