She was salint & loged off.Next day I called her on her cell she picked up & said she was bussy she will call me back & after that we met few time but...never enjoyed vish was very friendly with me he use to share every thing with me all about his life vish & me where having party at his home vish asked me sanjay when u like kids so much dear why don?t you help others by giving a gift. After this Qus I was confused I asked what do I have vish told u can give a very good thing if your willing to. Those words changed everything. After I had finished, a few seconds of silence passed before she burst into tears holding me tight to her. ‘Michael, I love you too’ she said through her crying. I wrapped my arms around her and held onto her tight. I wasn’t going to let go anytime soon. ‘Don’t let go Michael.. Please don’t let go.’ She was still crying, so I gently kissed her on the head and held her tighter. When she had stopped crying I tilted her head up and gently kissed her on the lips. She. As I slide the strap on into your ass you moan so loud I stop "Am I hurting you?" I ask worried. "NO! Don’t stop! It’s amazing!" you say breathlessly. I keep going, pushing deeper and deeper into your virgin ass. Now that I am in, you start grinding your hips, as if you are fucking me, but really it's your ass that is taking the assault.You reach down to grab your still hard cock to start stroking it. I stop you, "Don't touch yourself” I demand, "hands behind your head"... you lay back. She rolled her hips forward against my hand and I made a curve of my middle finger, barely penetrating her. She leaned her head back against the fabric of the car seat and I kissed, nuzzled, nibbled, just below her ear.Her hand had found its way to the front of my jeans, her palm flat against my hardness, resting there. I pressed deeper into her, warm and impossibly slick on my finger. I started to move in a slow-motion “come here” gesture as I kissed that spot where shoulder meets neck.Her.