.She : who thought you these kind of things.I narrated a story which is completely imaginary, I was in full mood to fuck herMe : aunty I was loving a ...irl in my college 1 month back…One night she invited me to dinner at her house…After finishing the dinner I and my gf went into the bedroom,my gf’s mother was so open type ,she thought us as a good friendsAs soon as I entered the bedroom ,the door was locked,we started to have sex with low sound , I was slowly pushing my dick in and out she was. All the men could then fuck my mouth, and if the women wanted, they could put their pussies over my face and Ryan would tell me to eat them.“I’ve never deep throated a girl before.” I heard a man say.Everyone laughed when someone else said,“You’ve deep throated a man then.”“Shouldn’t we blindfold her first so that she won’t know who she’s blowing?” another asked.“No, don’t worry,” Ryan replied; “she won’t remember any of it.”“Fuck, could I really do this?” I thought. ”Did I want to do it? I. I really had lost it the last time we talked, almost a week gone.I saw him come in. The Drover wasn’t too busy: I saw that as being useful at the least of it. I still liked The Drover, they had the best burgers in the city, and I knew almost everybody that worked there even now. That said, it had been his, Jack’s, idea to meet here; the thought made me smile: thoughts of meeting my daughter for the first time since her first year of life came to mind. I wondered if he knew about that.I waved.. Pampering his body with sweet scented oil, they worked the erogenous zones of his body, his nerve endings singing with pleasure until the two women met at his now swollen penis. Taking turns they lavished his cock with expert attention, keeping Damien teetering on the brink ejaculation. His hands roamed their bodies freely grasping their naked breasts and satiny thighs whenever they came within reach. With Damien begging for mercy Maggie mounted his cock, steadying herself, one foot on the.