" "Are You Sure About this." "Of course it will show our love completely" "Are you sure" ... "How many times can i say yes!!" "Wouldn't you want to throw away your life for me" "Yes!! wouldn't you" I knew i couldn't hesitate when she asks me. . So I continued to do what I was doing, and she continued to ride my hard cock fast, and Angie was kneeling in front of her, sucking on her big hanging tits, and all of us were moaning and groaning, and after just another minute or so my foster mother got more and more excited."Oh shit! oh shit! oh shit! I'm going to cum!" she moaned loudly "I'm going to cum! I'm going to cum!"So I kept thrusting up into her, and she kept bouncing on top of me, and then as our bodies slapped together over and. .I flipped her around and pinned her against the wall,,,,she was still wearing her t shirt, I moved ma fingers inside her t shirt and removed her bra, and squeezed her boobs,,twirled her nipples,,shalini was shivering by then..I then slowly mover ma fingers on her navel,,further down ,,on her hairy pussy..Ahhh it felt so good!I started rubbing her pussy ,,it was already wet,i then let ma monster out,without wasting any time I thrust it in her pussy and fucked her hard,,,it was very tight,,,i. Sometimes, enough of a look through that hole that I realized I knew them, someone I worked with, had partied with, etc. But, as much as I loved the porn, there was no way I was going to do that! I used it to fuel a very active sex life. I did, and still do use it, to maintain an edge so I can really enjoy cumming when I actually let myself cum. So, life went on, but I needed more. Something inside of me drove me...more porn, more sex, more fantasies. One day, while at the little newsstand.