I have always been fascinated at the sight of beautiful Indian women’s in sarees especially a little plumper, but not fat This particular fantasy is...about a beautiful lady I always wanted in my neighborhood.I imagine to be a young boy going to school. As I am growing up, I begin to get attracted towards beautiful women’s around me on roads, gardens or any other public place where I see them. One day as I returned from school I find that one new neighbor has shifted to our adjoining flat which. I then buried myself in her, unable to control a moan as I felt the warmth and tightness of her cunt around my dick. I started to fuck her wildly, spanking her round ass as hard as I could as I thrust deeper and deeper into her. The sight of her amazing ass clapping and jumping as I pumped her with every inch I could give her was driving me insane. I could hear her moaning and screaming and clawing at the stainless steel sink, one of her movements must have turned the tap on full blast, but I. "She picked me up on the Saturday.They left for the evening and I entertained the kids until their bedtimes, then watched TV as usual.When they returned, she said that he was going to drive me home, since she didn't want to be out alone at that time of the night.As soon as we were in the car, he began telling me how I had grown up and became a pretty young lady. It was very obvious he was flirting and I was flattered.About half way home, he made a wrong turn. Thinking he had made a mistake, I. Fuck. He felt like his dick was soaking in every dirty little immoral thought given physical form, every filthy little perverted desire."Oh yes," Fifi sighed.A gentle little rippling squeeze ran along the length of DaBigBoom's shaft from the root to the tip. It felt like a soft little tug from a hand entirely made out of honey. DaBigBoom lasted about as long as every perpetually horny teen presented with the real thing for the first time. At least he didn't feel guilty this time."Coming," he.