Ummmhh. . Oh my god she was moaning all th wayyy. . I never thought that she would become this bitchy. I came atlast in her mouth. This time she like ...t. She was impressed with me and asked me to fuck her again half an hour.After some time we were in cowboy position. And her moaning made me go crazyy. . . Aahhh. . . Rahuuulll. . Come onnnnn. . Cum inside mee. . . Faaack. . . Ohh. . I went deeper and deeper inside her. Until I found out the g spot.After some time we were totally exhausted and. THIRD STORY I had known Alice for about ten years. I drove a tour bus and her company hired us four times a year to take a group of their employees to Montgomery for all day seminars. I always flirted with Alice but never any thing serious. I was married and so was she. Some times she would ride on the bus and some time another person would be the person in charge of the group. About two years ago my wife died after a three month illness and I was left on my own as my children was married and. Rory was a friend to the animals, none were afraid of his radical dress-sense, or his slightly uneven facial features. His long straggly hair offered protection for birds, and his belly, a warm safe place for the creatures that were brave enough to venture underneath his kilt. Rory felt as if he had been forgotten, the crofter had long since given up on working the land so had no further use for his services, but still he hadn’t come near, save for the occasional glance as he jumped the fence. We had the rent money. So as far as I was concerned, from now on, Hardman could go fuck himself.Unfortunately, Julie had other ideas. The whole sordid affair turned her on more than you could imagine. After several arguments, I reluctantly agreed to let her fuck Hardman one more time. "After all," she had argued, "it was your fault in the first place for leaving the iPad lying around." For Christ’s sake, Julie, the guy's turning you into a slut. Don't you see it? He's even suggested you go on.