I was sitting there when all of a sudden I felt like I was hit in the head with a bat what the fuck fuck no no no it can’t be fuck no, she is wrong ...r she is lying or totally Nineveh .then the though hit me last night tony rang I wonder I went to the computer went back first record phone conversation it was Pam o hi tony are you still coming tomorrow take me giggle, giggle, forgive the pun, I can’t wait dose Kevin know I am taken you? Just to the train station not to Southampton, (then this. In either case she was sure to scoop up the cum and deliver it to her mouth, treating it as though it were delicious candy. Afterwards, he would have her stand naked against the car while he whipped her body, front and back. Then they'd ride each other again for a second orgasm. When they were alone together at the house, when they weren't doing the non-penatrative acts that passed for "fucking" between them, they were at the computer, watching or reading porn. The stuff they. “Karen, you got any lube? My dick is getting sore,” he asked turning towards her batting his long eyelashes. “I got some olive oil up there,” she said nodding toward the shelf. “Olive oil?” He exclaimed in derisive disbelief. “Yeah, fucking olive oil. I’m Italian, you asshole. You can do more than cook with it, you know.” She shook her head and said: “Where have you been?” “I have been to bathhouses, orgies, and gotten fucked over the hood of a car and nobody has ever used olive oil.” Karen. Subha hui aur mai jaldi apne ghar gaya woh behosh thi aur saala aur mera saadu soye hue the itne me meri saali pallawi ut gayi aur use kuch ajib sa mehsus hua woh wash room gayi aur usne jab peshaab kiya to use pata chala ki uski chut chudi hui thi uske chut se mera paani nikal reha tha usee bahut dard bhi ho raha tha per usne apne aapko sambhala aur mu dhoke fresh hoke usne apne pati ko jagaya aur unhe ghar chalne ko kaha woh ab bhi hosh me nahi tha,saala jab thodi der me utha to apne aap ko.