”“So, did you like that too?” Amy asked in a puzzled tone.“Sure, why not? There’s nothing a man likes more than that of a woman’s touch. V...ce versa is true for women.”“Who said that?”“Buddha.”“Really? Wow,” Amy said with a little smile.She freely hugged him from behind and placed the right side of her face against his back. He too seemed to ride freely.“Hey, you just passed the hostel!” Amy said to Shaw, all of a sudden.“Oh shit!” Shaw said as he turned the bike to his left and pulled the. She fit perfectly under there, and as I started typing away, I felt her start servicing my cock. Her mouth all the way down to my balls, gagging and drooling all over it. God it felt amazing, making me groan loudly, reach under the desk every now and then, and push her all the way down again. She licked every inch of my balls, under them and around them, milking my throbbing cock that made me type all that faster. When she started to go down lower to lick my ass, and stroke my cock with both. Of course, then was at age 12. For some crazy reason, we maintained the relationship through High School, had sex in our senior year without protection, and, uh, well my son was the result.The result of my son is that both my parents arranged what would have been, were we poor, a shot gun wedding. But we weren't poor, so it was more of a "listen, dickwads, if you two want to stay in our wills, you are going to get married ... you follow?"Yeah, I follow.So we were married. By that point, though,. I saw that she tried to resist, making an effort to get her thighs together, but it was useless. The guy slapped her in the face and Anita abandoned all resistance.Another black man fondled her tits, making her nipples get hard.The man between her thighs struggled at first to penetrate her cunt.After many failed attempts, he fingered that wet cunt, until he had three thick fingers buried deeply into her womb. The hard intrusion caused her to gasp and scream in pain; but her loud noises were.