Ever since I was a teenager, I’ve always wanted to dominate a woman. Just the thought of getting a woman between my legs (forced or otherwise) and h...ving my way with her used to arouse me to no end. But, given the fact that I grew up in an overpopulated country, my desires remained a fantasy. My luck took a positive turn when I finished my MBA and got a job in a company in Chennai.To tell you a bit about myself, I grew up and schooled in Chennai for a while before my dad got transferred to. “It’s the same with any species, especially those with a hatred toward men.”They chuckle, Mercy moans unconsciously again. Her hand has a mind of its own as it slips back down, brushing along her slit. She gasps onto the thick member blocking her throat. Her pussy is not just wet, but drenched. Rivulets of her juices stream out over her fingers, her folds slick with copious amounts of stickiness. She let her finger drift between her folds. A single finger hovers at her entrance, the tip. .. My mother and father were always wary of any kind of sexual action in films. If we were watching a film on tv or video, and a woman’s clothes started coming off, they’d change the channel...” She pauses as she pulls one foot through the legs of the jeans. Then continues as soon as it’s off. “But if it was lions on the Serengeti, or bears in Alaska, they could be humping away and the tv wouldn’t change...”Now she pauses to lift her other foot and pulls the jeans off that one too ... Her legs. His cock became his sole guide as he followed the natural urge to enter a woman's wet cunt and tight asshole. My son was a dirty dirty boy and I loved him for it so much that I always dripped for him. I plopped on the sofa and showed him my wetness. He sat then kneeled before me and stared at my fat cunt as I gladly played with myself. I moaned out his name as I squeezed my tits and described all the filthy things I wanted us to do. His fingers penetrated my hole and spread it apart ever.