She was no hysterical. Crying, laughing and moaning. Trembling when I thrust forward and the sighing as I drew back. This went on for 20 to 30 minutes... I was tiring now. I still could not get about 4 inches into her. But it did not matter. I was pushing and ramming into her so hard that she kept moving up the bed. Then we had top come down the bed again to start all over. She shuddered and shivered with many orgasms. Now I started feeling light headed, My hair started rising on my body. A. Then she started to rub her pussy and she moaned . She was masturbating . I can’t believe my eyes because she has a great respect in our family and society. She is meant for her good behavior.She shouted and scolded my dad,”you idiot you have wasting your sexy wife . If I became a prostitute I will earn crores of money . Your son has a big cock than yours you son of a bitch”. Oh rajesh fuck me ahhhh. I came in my pants I cannot believe that . I saw myself if someone speaks wrong about my dad. It turns me on so incredibly! And I’m always getting home soaking wet! I just can’t change it. My first thought was: I have a lot of choices of men now that I can take home after my shift but unfortunately its against the bar policy and I really like this Job, so I don’t do it. So a girl has to take care of herself! I masturbate! A fucking lot! And I love it! Not as much as I would love a good pounding by a huge cock but I love it and I do it a lot - every day when I come home from work! I. A hand brushed gently against his thigh. Clive just wanted her to touch his cock now, it was standing upright. Then against his balls. Light, teasing touches as she played with him, teased him, made him want her. Then a lick, a lighter than air, hardly there, that started at his balls and then travelled up his cock, up to the head, where she licked all the way round and took it into her mouth again. He tried to move but it was hopeless. Sarah took her mouth away and then he felt her legs either.