We are best friends, but even to this day I'm the alpha dog in our relationship and we only talk about what I want to. I knew one day I would have to ...ddress me fucking his friends, but not that night. When I got into bed, I dozed off for a few hours, but at about 3 o'clock I was tossing and turning with a rock hard cock, thinking about Ray's sexy ass sleeping downstairs. All I was thinking about was his beautiful smile, sexy hairless abs, and long hairy athletic legs. He was so hot and I just. She alternated between teasing her clit, rubbing the palm of her hand all over her pussy, and inserting her fingers into her vagina. She was totally focused on cumming. She glanced at me, then at her pussy, rubbing harder and harder. She sometimes reached out to my shoulder to steady herself with her right hand but then would use it to grab her own tit. She would get both hands on the job at points: one pushing her fingers into her pussy and the other rubbing her clit. This was amazing to. I bite my lip just before the next thwack of the paddle hit my left cheek, my mouth opening as my groin tries to pull up from the bar to reach him, panting slightly and crying out as he comes down once...twice more before rubbing my ass gently, smoothing out the burn before really getting into the rhythm, my cries getting louder, the voyeurs slowly coming over to watch as Daddy turns my pale ass brighter and more rosy, making sure not to hit the butt plug, but knowing that it and the balls. As I reached for the remote, the doorbell rang and I called out, “Come in, it’s open.”Since I was not expecting anyone, I was surprised to see Asha Aunty, the hot, voluopotus woman with black eyes and long black hair who lived on my floor and whose smile never failed to start my pulse racing and my cock rising. She was around 45 years and married to a businessman who was constantly traveling; their son was abroad for further studies. “Hello Rahul,” she said. “I hope I’m not disturbing you. I.