. give me more.Soft rhythmic moans begin to escape your lips and fill the room with a song of forbidden erotic passion. Shall we take this up a notch ...han’tel? I’d love having your ass bent over the couch as I get on my knees and tongue-fuck and suck you from behind… yes, baby ass, all the way down to your clit.Picture me burying my face in between your legs, resting my face on your fat juicy pussy. Do you like that Shan’tel, the way I force my wet tongue in and out of your holes as you moan. He liked my blouse pulled down with my bra hanging out. He squeezed and mawled my tits. Not once did he touch my nipple much less suck on them. Then the weirdest thing happened. He didn’t even touch or look at my panties or my pussy. He unzipped his tacky khaki pants and whipped out this ugly bent dick. I was excited about giving head even to an ugly dick.This guy pushed down my panties and stuck his dick in me when I was totally dry. I almost laughed. I am the pussy geyser and the quarterback. Hum dono jawan the aur kabhi kabhi main uske saath aisa waisa majak bhi kar liya karta tha. Aur uske bhi kabhi mujhe toka nahi tha.Dekhne me wo ek dum mast thi. Uske moome kurta phaad ke bahar aane ko baichain rehte the. Uski jawani dekh dekh ke humne bhi kai baar mooth mara hua tha. Usko chodne ka man to bahut tha par himmat nahi ho paa rahi thi. Waise wo bhi kam harami nahi thi aur poori line deti thi. Ek baar maine chance lene ka socha. Wo jaise hi ghar pe kaam karne ke liye aayi to maine. “Mmm, nice.” I murmur, edging nearer to his bare chest, to look closer at his downy pits. I notice his tiny, deep coral nipples, pert and erect, certainly no fox fuzz there. I have to adjust my cock, as it strains against the tightness of my jeans. “Yeah?” He looks down at me and smiles. Something shifts beneath the waistband of his joggers, Simon's dick is responding too. The dirty bastard is getting horny again, after everything he had just said. “Look, Simon.” I begin. “If you want we could.