Wakai aisa hi hoga well me bata dun ki mujhe is kam ki bat ka Pata abhi hal me hi laga jab meri Manu ne mere lund ka udghatan kia Manu mere naye ghar...ke bagal me rhne wali chammak-challo hai meri us se dosti inauguration k din hui, areh ghar ke inauguration ki bat kar raha hui main aur Manu sath me hi mehmano ka swagat kar rahe the, usi bich uski gand ki khusbu mujhe sarabor karne lagi thi, jab wo mere age chalti to mano aisa lagta ki ja ke ghus jaun uski gand me, me To bas diwana hi ho gaya. Duval was driving purposefully down the highway towards the big booty boi. All of a sudden, traffic began to swell. He pumped the brakes on his red metallic Chevy Silverado 1500 Crew Cab pickup truck. He inched along until he was able to increase his speed. He pulled into the parking lot of the Rosings Glen apartment complex. He texted Mouse to let him know he was outside.Mouse opened the door and smiled, “Hey, daddy!”“Damn, bitch! You look good as fuck,” Duval shared.“Thanks, D! Would you like. She got off me, I could hear her breathing, she was mightily turned on, as was I. I was surprised at how hard my dick felt, it was in an uncomfortable position beneath me. Kennedy pushed me on my side, and saw my tears. "Why didn't you use the safeword?" She asked, I think she thought she'd gone too far, and I had, again, not used the safeword to stop her. She'd be very unhappy with me if that were true.I tried to head off that thought, "It wasn't painful, just unpleasant. And degrading. I. That was a total figment of my imagination as Karen was almost always really quick getting ready. But not this time. She took forever, just like Matt waiting for the fictional Adriana.When Karen did come downstairs, I was totally blown away, confused, bewildered, perplexed, however in hell you want to say it. I didn’t understand. I totally was at a loss for words. Karen was wearing a grey, frumpy-looking, ankle-length dress-thing, almost like a burlap bag, white sneakers, hair in a bun, looking.