Of course it scared her then but she had come to love it over the years - she loved the feeling of her man being in control of her, of dominating her,...and using her as his little sex toy. She knew her throat was nothing more than a warm, wet hole he used to jack off his cock, and she loved every minute of it.Once he steadied himself he began to move his cock in and out of her tight throat. The feeling of her throat muscles milking his cock was almost unbearable. He tried not to think about how. I recovered my breath, and slowly eased my fingers between her swollen wet lips, hearing her gasp with pleasure as she leaned forward and started rapidly stroking and sucking my throbbing cock. She spread her legs further apart and raised her ass up, thrusting back against my fingers and moaning softly as I stroked my fingers into her pussy, keeping pace with her sucking and stroking my cock. Feeling my urge to cum building, my balls tightened in her cupped hand and she started using rapid. My lund was at bursting point and I had to pull it out quickly to prevent it from shooting my load.I said, “You have seen enough of my lund. Now let me see your tits and pussy.”Baasanti was an ordinary girl. About five feet two inches she weighed not more than 120 pounds. Her complexion was dark but her skin was delicate and smooth like butter. She had a round face with big dark innocent looking eyes. Her lips were full and soft, her hair long silky and raven black.A pair of perfectly rounded. It didn’t fit well. It was loose around the shoulders and tight around the waist.“You’ve got to change how you’re washing my clothes. Everything is shrinking.”“You need to lose weight.”“Would you quit your damned nagging?”He stomped out of the house and drove off without saying goodbye to his wife. He kept muttering about how she had turned into a nag and was letting herself go. He felt that it was going to be time for him to trade up to someone younger and prettier before much longer.While.