I'm gonna make you know that this pussy is mine." She keeps pounding into you even as your knees are shaking and barely keeping you upright. "It's all...yours. Keep on fucking me. Please don't stop. Mmmmmmffffffuuuuuccccckkk?" Oh, that's it baby!" She thrusts one last time hard into you and her hands come around you to plant on the dresser on either side. Her hips are shaking with her orgasm. Every quiver of her hips shakes the strapon inside you."I need to lay down baby," you tell. She was absolutely gorgeous. I don’t know how long I stood there looking at her - time being kind of irrelevant after all. In fact, I was perving on my daughter’s body so much that it took me quite a while before I noticed the embarrassed grin she had plastered all over her face.I curiously leaned down - getting a nose full of the sweet scent of her hair - so that I could see what she was looking at. She was in the middle of a long conversation with a friend of hers, Michelle. She was probably. Her room was much more spacious than Bill's and afforded them more comfort when they spread out their textbooks and papers. Bill shared his very small dormitory accommodations with a roommate. It was little more than one room with a communal bathroom at the end of the hallway. Joan, on the other hand, had a small apartment to herself. It consisted of a small living room, a bedroom with two twin beds, and a private bathroom. She was supposed to have had a roommate. However, the prospective. Buss ab or main khud ko nahi rook sakta tha. Uski gaand me main apna loda ghoosane laga jo ander jaane k liye mer raha tha per wo cheyd usse ander aane dene ko tyaar hu nahi tha.Main bhi haar manne wala nahi tha. Mere sir pe khoon sawaar tha. Main buss usse ander ghoosane me laga hua tha or wo dard se maare jaa rahi thi or gidgida rahi thi ki main aisa naa karun. Per mere haath me kuch nahi tha. Main jaise taise buss laga hua tha ussi gaand faadne me. Bohot hi jyada jor lagane k baad mujhe laga.