Out of nowhere I heard a weak voice, “Tom…, You gotta pull out… NOW”. I really felt marred, “Do I have to….”? I said.“I do not want yo... to… BUT You cannot cum in me…” she reminded me.“Can I keep it inside you, just a bit longer? Please? I promise to pull out before I feel the urge to shoot. I will, I promise”. And she consented.For a little while, I did not move or anything but then nature took over and I simply could not resist start slowly moving my cock back and forth in her pussy and. And licking each other’s tongue and exchanging saliva. It was the best part.then we stopped kissing and mansi told Rahul we are doing wrong and again kissed me and she did it more than 4 times where she kissed me on my lips and saying we are doing wrong.Me: it’s okay something’s it’s good to do wrong things and started kissing her neck throat and her shoulder. She was moaning with pleasure ahhh ….. hmm ….. yesss …… Then I pressed her boobs softly and took of her t-shirt and she was in her black. She was coming, any minute now, just a little more. Her nails clawed at the sheets.She had moved in with Tony only ten days before, into the house he shared with his mother, Felicity. The house was like a palace, or so it seemed to her. It was a large modern detached building, in its own grounds, three storeys high, with a large garage beneath, which also housed the gym, and sauna. It was a far cry from where she had lived with her parents. Her parents hadn’t wanted her to leave, mainly because. “Whores don’t get to play games, do they?”“No.””What are you?” he demanded, fucking her harder.“A whore,” she moaned. “I’m a cock hungry whore.”“And why are you a cock hungry whore?”“Because I want to be filled with cum,” she panted.“That’s right, cum slut. You need to be filled with cock until there’s cum leaking out of you,” he ascertained. She moaned in time to his thrusts until he suddenly stopped. “Who should be filling your cunt?” he asked.“The men I tease.”“That’s right slut,” he agreed,.