Kelly could feel her pussy was sopping wet. She could hear the sounds of Ben’s fingers slipping around in her juices. Unwittingly, she had tightened...her grip on his cock and also slowed the pace of jacking him. Her focus had changed. It was about trying to control an orgasm while in a crazy aroused state.If Kelly is with me, we know each other to the Nth degree. She can control herself and I know exactly where to help. With a stranger and ‘being bad,’ well, that’s Kelly’s weak spot. Elsewhere,. I was 14 and a young girl in a medium sized city in Belgium. Not the most popular girl, looking quite innocent (what I was at that age), athletic and doing the girlish things girls of that age do. I had quite some girlfriends at school and as school was mixed, I also got my first kisses at that age. I said athletic, because back then, I was the top sports girl of my class. After school I trained athletics in a local club. I was especially well trained in sprinting and the long jump. So. The crowd went wild and chanted for more. My wife was drunk and alone now, in a strange place with a man she just met. A few from the bar crowd continued partying at Kurts house while he had disappeared into the bedroom with my wife. Pushing her to her knees Kurt pulled out his erect cock and after slapping it across her face, cheeks, and lips plunged it in her mouth. He placed a firm hand on the back of her head and began slamming into her throat until her eyes watered. “Suck it you lil. "You should see if she wants to try a daddy cock out...she probably has been teasing you but really wants to please you!" She had typed."Not sure that would such a great idea. I'm just an old man to her. She and my daughter could have any guy they want." He replied.I started to watch as Stacy impersonated me and chatted with my dad. Suddenly I had a thought."Be right back!" I told Stacy as I headed downstairs.My dad had his laptop in his lap and at first did not notice me as he was typing. He.