Spanish Girl. That was the Jake Simpson song I hated the most, and theone Ellie loved with all her heart. "You can be my Spanish Girl, myse?orita," hi... hormonal voice warbled, "we can walk on the sand, you'llbe my sweetheart, baby." Ellie had shown me the video, which wasbasically old Jakey walking down the beach behind some tanned girl,desperately trying to look like he could play an acoustic guitar. It hadthis sort-of catchy middle eight, a Spanish guitar solo that I sometimeswoke up with. As I inched closer to her hairy little hole I could see my cum dribbling down to her asshole. I dived in and proceeded to lick her as I always had. What I will always remember is that first taste. It was so different than how she usually tasted. I have always loved the taste of her pussy. It is very sweet tasting, a bit tangy. And if I am lucky I can get the slightest hint of her pee. She doesn't shave her pussy either, so I find the smell and taste to be a bit stronger than if a woman is bald.. Each time he went in or out I let out a high pitched grunt. It felt as good as I have ever felt, more intense than an orgasm and lasting for minutes as he gradually increased his pace. The only way I can describe it is what velvet must feel like when its rubbed if it had a nervous system. And it was happening from my thighs up to my nipples. My legs were tightening and my toes curled upwards. “Oh god,” he grunted as his pace slowed suddenly and drastically, but began driving the length of his. This is my real sex story.I always wanted to see her getting enjoyed by another male. Even fantasized her with many ones like her male friends, her teacher, our made, the actors she liked, and many others enjoying her. When we went to market, I always searched for the eyes that looking at her and her figure. This used to make me really horny.One day, I met a man named Gopal Ji(name changed for privacy issue) He was middle-aged man tall and fat. I met him at a party. He was a party organizer and.