Me: “Fuck you Anita!”Anita: “No, Fuck you for doing it to me last time!”She was hovering her pinkish lips above the tip of my dick and just to...ching every few seconds. It was so damn kinky, the way she was teasing me. Then she pressed it down and the head went into the outer folds, but she was going down too slowly. I could almost feel pain as I saw it go in at a millimeter speed.At last I couldn’t take it anymore, so I placed both of my hands very tightly on her hips and pulled her down so. I whimpered as I reached under and shoved 3 fingers into my dirty pussy. The man behind me pulled his cock out of my asshole. I felt so empty as his cum trickled from my dirty ass. I broke off with the cock in front of me and turned around. I just had to taste myself mixed with a strange man’s cum. I sucked hard as I cleaned my own ass and cum off his throbbing shaft. I loved the kinky smell of dirty sex as it filled my nostrils. I kept fingering my pussy as more cum leaked from my back door. I. Over 21. Maybe not gay. Maybe not as smart as I think I am.’ ‘Richard,’ he repeated, taking my hand. His palm was rough, his grip powerful behind the restrained handshake. ‘Can I buy you a drink?’ ‘I have one,’ I pointed out. ‘Hurry up and drink it then, so I can buy you another.’ I obediently gulped the drink down, wiping the foam off my upper lip with the back of my hand. ‘Are you hitting on me?’ I demanded. ‘I’m old enough to be your father,’ he rejoined. I only stared at him,. .M: do you have wine?A: occasionallyM: cool.. See you on Saturday 6 pm then. Enjoy your time till then.Saturday it was and she sent her location I packed my stuff and started from waked to viman nagar.. Her house was near phoenix mall. I stopped at a wine shop behind the mall to buy a bottle of red wine. Parked my bike at her parking and then went to the 4rth floor.. (ting tong) and there she was… she looked prettier than her WhatsApp dp.. She was wearing a light pink robe and smiled and we.