Mery khial may ab tak anti ki phudi full gili ho chuki thi.mera khara hoa lun anti k phudi pay musalsal ragerta hoa idher udher ghum raha tha may chat... tha k anti ki bardast ki had dekhon k kab tak khud nahi kehti k phudi maro meri bus ab.takreeban 15 minute baad wohi hoa k jab hum Dono sardion ki raat may paseenay may bheeg rahy thy or oper sy sex ki aag tu anti ny 1 dam sy mera lun zor sy khencha or mera naam lay k kaha maar dalo gy kia mujy ab nahi raha jata bus ander daal lo apna yeh. It slid to the floor leaving her in her stockings and heels. I went back to playing with her tits, but now I slipped a hand between us and slid a finger into her pussy. It’s a damn good thing she was kissing me at the time, since she screamed as she came, and I sure didn’t want anybody knocking on the door asking what the problem was!She managed to get my shirt off and my pants down to my ankles. Still holding each other, we shuffled to the bed and sank down onto it. She was staring at my cock. Using “Nipsie” as my user name didn’t help me remain anonymous either, as that was a nickname given to me in high school. Even though it was over thirty years ago, a few of my close friends occasionally refer to me that way.Last month I was shopping downtown when I ran into Shay, a cute blonde who used to date my brother. We chatted a little bit, catching up on old times, with me filling her in on how Jeff was doing. She still seemed to have the hots for him, even though she was married. Shay. Unfortunately today she could not find peace so she got up to walk home, maybe take a nap. When she reached the porch she noticed that her shoes had gotten muddied so she left them at the base of the porch steps and went straight to bed. At high noon she was rudely awaken by the sound of an ancient and worn-out automobile horn being honked ruthlessly. She bounded down to the front door, and without thinking flung it open. She was sleepy and irritated by the interruption, and thus was not.