He was tending the two large hot plates of his home made brick barbecue. Both were filled to overflowing with chops, sausages, hamburgers, chicken pie...es and steaks. In one hand he held a pair of long tongs that he was using to turn the meat, in his other hand he held a VB (Victoria Bitter — a beer from the renowned Carlton and United Brewery). The beer while tending the barbecue was the right of the cook, it went hand in hand with the frequent turning of the meat. A chef would tell him that he. I know that it’s not my fault but there is a wide chasm between knowing something and feeling something. It’s something that people who’ve never experienced that gap between reality and realization can never truly relate to but that doesn’t make it any less true. Saying that it’s not my fault, looking at the facts none of it helps because I should have been better. I guess now would be when I tell you what’s not my fault and what a horrible human being I am. I didn’t even realize how horrible I. ‘Mmmm…I love how you taste, baby.’ The more I swirl, the more your precum leaks and drips down my throat. I climb back onto your lap and kiss you deeply. I let you taste yourself on my tongue. Frantically, I grab your thick white cock. It’s wet from my mouth and I fist it. Gradually stroking the entire shaft to get you hard as I kiss you deeply. I lift myself up and wiggle out of my pajama bottoms. You are playing with my nipples with one hand and biting the other as I groan making me so hot.. One powerful thrust buried him balls deep within her cunt. Mala buried her face in the nape of his neck and mewled her pleasure. Hemanth pounded his cock into her pussy. Nothing could stop him. Even if she passed out he would fuck her until she awoke. This is what he wanted. Three years of fantasies… Now a reality. He whipped her cunt into a frothy mess, the nectar foaming up on his base of the cock.“I’m cumming’ you, Mala. This cunt is mine!!”“Really? Then the rest of me belongs to someone.