..yenaku varudu kanna" she said and cummed again, it came out of her hole like a volcano fountain and hit the walls, making big patches on bed sheet a...d walls. i understood that she was exhausted, i laid on the bed while she fell on my chest like a dead she was rubbing my cock thoroughly "you are really amazing in the bed kanna, I would love to get fucked forever" I was happy and i asked her "is it enough chitti?" she grasped for breath and continued "innu oru round kanna please" i was very. One of these ladies was married and became pregnant, and there was always a question regarding whether or not I was the father. It excites me to think that I might have been the father.This feeling of sexual dominance spilled over into all aspects of my life. I am an IT professional and very successful in my career, and I was responsible for hiring a few talented people from a very large population, all of whom had the right credentials. This was a time and environment when men would do almost. At rest stops your primary worry is that the bus will leave without you. They don't do head counts, like they did when you were a kid on a field trip.Surveys and traffic studies show that the average person traveling in a car can plan on moving across the map at an average of fifty miles per hour. The bus is smokin' along at an average of thirty.In other words, it takes twice as long to take the bus.Of course, if you were fascinated in Social Studies class, there is an upside to the bus. You'll. "Face it! You *LIKE* being a girl!"Before I could reply she grabbed me and began to kiss me. "Don't worry about it!", she said. "It turns *ME* on to see you as a girl."We lay down on the bed and she pulled down my panties (I never thought I'd hear myself say that!), lifted her skirt and pulled her panties aside. She sank down onto my engorged cock, and I was astonished at how wet she was already. Clearly this *WAS* a major turn on for her."You really do like this, don't you Susie?", I.