Humne kuchh der tk kiss kiya. Phir maine ushke earlobes ko dato ke bich lekr kata aur ushke galo ko v. Maine uske chehre pr jha tha iss kr rha tha. Ph...r mai dhire dhiree niche aaya and ushke gale ko chatne laga chumne laga. Wo madhos hone lagi. Phir maine ushke suit ko khol diya. Ab wo sirf bra panty me thi. Wo bhut mst lag rhi thi.Maine dato se uske bra ko khola and usi waqt pichhe pith pr chum rha tha aur tounge v phira rha tha. . Phir mai use lita diya aur ushke kandho pr gale pr chum rha. She panted and moaned, 'I am whore! I am whore now! 'Visions of her grandparents fighting world war two, now she was getting completely ravaged in some shitty Los Angeles bar. 'I am whore!' The men all laughed. She saw her schoolmates faces flash in her mind. Her's the coy face in the group always trying to appear sexy and sophisticated. Now she knew why: 'I am whore!'One after another she felt their dicks invading her. Her body oozing. Spit covering her mouth and breasts. Her ass was wet from. Kyle started moaning as I started to put him further inside my mouth. Kyle placed his hands on the back of my head, pushing me all the way down. He began to thrust, but stopped when I gagged a little. "Sorry baby, you felt so good. I couldn't help myself." I smiled, licking and swallowing the precum off my lip. I sat up on my knees and said, "It's okay." Kyle grabbed my hands and pulled me to his side. As we laid on our sides facing each other, he gently brushed a few strands of hair behind my. "In case your wondering, this is... just a letter to my husband. It tookme a bit because I had to rewrite it a few times to get over the chickenscratch that doesn't match with his wife's flowing script. Needless tosay, I'm regretful I won't get to see his face when he reads it. Maybeyou can tell me about it when we meet up," he said, placing the lettergently on the rail of the foot board, he had a somewhat somber look abouthim.After a moment of reflection, he then came around and picked up the.