. Inserted my big cock in her pussy and aaaaaaaaa……ahahaha.. Comeon..I am dead charan.. Fuck me.. .i slowly increased the speed by holding her wai...t and slaping on her hips.. Her pussy is tight and owesone.. Fucking her pussy too fast and .. A aaaa a ahh. God.. Come on fuck me.. Fuck me .. Hard… Charan comeon charan… Fuck me.. Fucked her 20min the position and she came to climax.. I turned her and laid her on the bed and inserted my big dick in ther pussy she spreaded her pussy and pushed it. We did our best to describe each other. We found out about Skype and created accounts so we could finally speak to each other live. Her voice was soft as silk and she could use it to convey a wide range of emotions. I couldn't wait for the work day to end so I could go home and log onto Skype and talk to her.The months passed. It was during a conversation where she was enjoying a joke at my expense that changed everything. In mock anger I said something to the effect of, "Bad girl, papa spank.". Prettier, too, with all the beauty and none of the harder edges. The glass walls allowed Denise to follow her progress down the hall. Denise hated the fact that she spent so much time trying to find fault with Mademoiselle Manceaux, some chink in the ‘charmor’ that would enable her to legitimately despise the bitch. Maybe she abused small animals or kicked homeless people as they slept on the street. One could only hope. Shaking herself from the vortex of her thoughts, Denise returned her. Fortunately, the match was delayed. Using this chance, she invited me to her house as her papa was on a business trip for which her mom also accompanied. This is the first time she invited me home, that too when her parents are not there. Her brother was working abroad. I hestitantly asked weather she likes to fulfill her wish of having a little beer using the situation. After a long debate, she agreed she’ll have half a glass and possibly watch the match at her home. Soon, i got into her car.