Hit my ass son….hit me hard….mama loves it” I slapped her ass again and again. She buried her head in the pillow but he grasped her by hair back...ard and continued to fuck.Her pussy was so tight. I was close to cumming. I knew she was close too.I pulled out my cock out of her cunt. I placed my cock at her brown puckered asshole. My cock trembled against the moist crack of her ass.“Manoj beta kiya kar rahe ho? Not my ass…you bastard…I agreed for regular fucking….not my ass…..maderchod meri gaand. I had no doubt that, sooner or later, we’d make love and, man, was that an exciting prospect!Rachael followed me into the store instead of waiting in the truck. I wasn’t ashamed about buying condoms. That was something I’d left behind in my teens. But Rachael had me chuckling, then laughing, then embarrassed.“What’s the difference between lubricated and not?” she asked, studying the shelf.“It...”“And why does Ribbed for her pleasure make it better?”“I...”“Look! Purple ones! And black ones! How. Wank-trousers, spunk-stained and with hole in pocket, ‘dirty’ mac, also with holes in pockets, flap cap, goggle glasses. Yes, I look like a perv, a dirty old man and I hope people notice as I walk along to the bookshop.Often I hang around for a few minutes before going in, in the hope girls will walk along and see me furtively going into the mag-shop. Usually I can’t wait too long as I’m very anxious to get in there and see what lovely mags they’ve got, as well as see the lady look up and say. It pressed against my closed mouth and Master told me to open wide like a good little Slut. I obeyed as the cock in my pussy threatened to meet the one in my ass, so stuffed full was I. I formed a perfect O with my mouth and almost gagged as a huge cock was f***ed deep to the back of my throat. I was air-tight and felt thrilled and afraid, all at once. I was unsure how many cocks I had already taken and how many were still to come but I made the most of the moment, boucing gently on the cock in.