They offered us first chance at gettingher.”She looks at me thoughtfully. Something other than herusual lightness is there in her eyes. “A...d you’vewanted to try a bitch – haven’t you?”I blush. “Yeah.”“If she refuses your advances? What then?”“Hell. I already have you. To tell the truth, I’d beupset for a while but I’d get over it. Wouldn’t getrid of her though.”She nodded slowly. “I’ll pick her. When my husband first made contact with him by e-mail, he emphasized my keenness to see him again, the last time was in Aberdeen, nearly 20 years ago.Back then when he was drunk he made his feelings for me all to obvious by delivering a huge bum smack on my rear-end, out of sight of everyone, who were all partying outside, and fuck it hurt, and I said as much.When he realized he had overstepped his mark he apologized profusely, mockingly dropping to his knees and kissing my sore rear-end,. I used to live on the 7th floor and I climbing the stairs quietly, but as I reached the 6th floor, I heard sounds of a lady moaning. I instantly stopped and sneaked quietly to have a look, I was surprised to see Mrs. Rumi who used to live there getting groped by some strange guy who was not her husband. He was leaning on to her and kissing her while he presses her boobs and she was stroking his cock with her hands.I quickly pulled my phone out and started recording everything for a minute. Then. " He slammed his cock into me hard and fast. I screamed unintelligible sounds. I was lost in a continual and spiraling orgasm that actually scared me, but I didn't want it to stop. And then he pulled out and pushed himself deep in my ass again in one non-stop motion and said, "Here it comes." and his fuck stick filled me again, and I screamed with tears of pleasure, so totally satisfied, this was the rawest sex ever! Collapsing again, we just laid there, motionless and exhausted. When I.