My name is Kolin, I’m well known as a street fighter, or maybe as a street fucker, But the difference is thin. I’m not really into business compan... and shit, I’m just here on a mission to get control of this money-making building… And today, I'm getting close to my goal, as I'm preparing the ground for my sexfight against the boss.I've always been a sexual woman, I like bringing men down to their knees begging for more. They often worship my legs, my blond hair, my blue eyes, or maybe they are. I was at the far end of the seat.I had no bad intentions at that time. I made more room for her. I fell asleep. I woke up after some time just casually. I found her hand lightly touching my left leg. I looked at her. I knew she was asleep. She would have moved in her sleep. This was the first time I looked at her closely. She looked about 5 ft 4 in. She might be about 25 years of age. I was 22 at that time. She had really big breasts and flat tummy (she was sleep on her back). She had wide. He starts to fuck Cassie faster in her ass, gripping her tighter, feeling her tighten and cum on his cock as he slams into her harder and harder until she’s begging him to stop because she can’t cum anymore. She starts crying because her ass hole is starting to be rubbed raw because James refused to put any extra lubricant on his cock when he started fucking her. The girls face finally came to mind just as he’s about to shoot his load into Cassie’s bowels. She has the same light brown colored. In the back of his mind he is also thinking about Sandy and maybe pursing that strange fantasy further. It is because of thoughts like this that he went out to pick someone up. But even then, this girl seems like someone that may be up for exploration in the arts of dog sex. Before he has time to think on much on this prospect, something catches his eye.Next door, Marian’s window in open like it was a few weeks ago. That same young man, who turned out to be her son, is lying on the bed. Marian.