Tossing her head back she moans, his mouth meets hers and tongues displace each other in their mouthsHis motions in and out and flicking become more r...pid as her nectar flows out of her as if the tap were broken She feels his hard cock tensing in her hands and knows that the moment is comingHe feels her muscles contracting inside her and he intensifies the paceHer body shudders, first jolt spasms though her, she leans on him putting her head on his shoulderClosing his eyes he feels the pulse of. But why can’t being sexually objectified be one of those things? And if we excel in one of those things and enjoy it at the same time, why can’t we specialize in it? Imagine a married woman with c***dren. Ask her who she is? You would probably get a reply like “I am a mother first, wife second,” and so on. Ask her if she is ever not a mother and get a big “No!” Well, by contrast, I am a sex object for my husband to instruct, use and play with first, with no close second - even if the second is. If only one of them could come to her this very instant and fill her pussy with a nice hard cock to make her feel nice and happy deep inside.The orgasm snuck up on Mary and she was right in it before she could stop. She could hear the front door opening and the voice of her Mother calling out from the end of the long hallway."Oh, God! Will this orgasm never end?" was her thought as she clenched her ass cheeks tightly together around the buried rod. Quickly, she flicked her nipples hoping the. M also winked and with a hand behind boy head, encouraged him to go deeper on the meat shaft. Ballu was loving his place but still he was new and it made him cough and choke with his spit splattering everywhere, but the kind mind suddenly pulled back to let him breed and phir dono haathoun se boy ears ko hold kerkay slow, inch by inch slow, very slow boy throat aur neck ko expand kerna shuru kiya. Saliva ne help ki. O’ baby boy take it all in your mouth kiddo, was the command and Baldev could.