“I want you to fuck me hard, I want your cock inside me!” So I grabbed her hips and slammed my cock into her. “Oh, god!” she screamed, “Yes!...Now fuck me! I’ve wanted you to fuck me since I saw you with your wife.” While I was fucking her with long hard strokes, I looked over at my wife. She had her legs spread wide open using one of Carol’s vibrators on her clit. Her head was thrown back and eyes were closed. She was using her other hand to pull and pinch her nipples. “Go for it baby!” I said. The creative batteries need recharging, and the burnout is very real. Not to worry, I'll be back eventually!)==========After another long absence..."We're back, bitches."And on CHYOA, of all places."Right? I mean, Literotica is cool and all, but this place is fuckin' dope. Hands down."If we had hands, I would agree with you. Well, I do agree with you, but-"Yeah, yeah. We physically don't have hands. Quit reminding me."Since you're literally just Dialogue personified, I don't see how you could. Tarwata danni aethukonni dengadam moddalu peeta addi annaya enni rojulu iyndo ela manam dengichukoka anthu mulugu thundiii nka danni vangobetti dengadam modalu petta roju roju ki danni gudda sizelu perguthunnai danni pirralu ne koduku puku denguthhunna danni ki mulguthu ahhhhh auuhhhh aaaaaaaaaaaa anthu mulguthundi ala denguthu dani pukulonae na modda rasam motham karchesa nka okariokaram gatiga vatesukoni bed lo padukunnam ala kasepu padukunnaka asalu evala ninu ekkada amma vallu aenduku. ” He said coolly. “Hmmm…what an opportunity,” said Sheryl. Theresa licked her lips as Sheryl stroked the athlete’s strong, firm legs . “Are you thinking what I’m thinking?” Said Theresa. “I hope so,” said Sheryl. Theresa took Brad’s hand and guided it towards her own legs and allowed him to stroke the smooth denim of her jeans until he reached her nicely-filled crotch. Her pussy was becoming increasingly moist as she contemplated what she knew Brad must be hiding in his trousers. From what she.