"Don't question me. Tell me why you like it when I fuck you!" Yes Sir. I am sorry, Sir."I love the sounds you make," she said. "It's like you've ent...red heaven when you penetrate me."Did you know that the sounds you make are different for each hole you fuck?"Are they, my little slut?" Oh, yes Sir, they are. You moan when you fuck my pussy." Whose pussy, slut?" "Yours, Sir. I am sorry, Sir." No need to apologize. I just want to make sure you remember who you belong to." Oh, yes, Sir. How. Karen: “Hello Edward. You’re up a bit late aren’t you?” Ed: “Aha, yeah I guess I am”Karen: “Well it’s nice to know that at least one guy on here won’t be a creep. You won’t be will you?” Ed: “I’ll try not to”. They exchanged small talk for a little while longer but it soon became very late.Karen: “Why don’t you pop round tomorrow for some lunch, I have another computer problem that I’m sure you could help with”Ed: “Sure I’ll be there at 12:00. Good night”.Karen: “Goodnight x”That morning, Ed. ..” Holly called out, seeing the size of my elongated and rock hard cock. “Check that out!” Jenn remarked. Pre-cum was already leaking from the tip end of my manhood. Holly fell to her knees between my parted legs and took my cock in her hand. She placed her thumb and a fore-finger at the base of my cock and wiggled it back and forth. “This isn’t your high school jock cock,” Holly remarked. She lightly licked the purple end, like a lollipop, before placing her lips over the end of my cock. Jenn. “I really have to thank you for not holding a grudge against me. I really have got myself into some trouble. I took this girl out last night, down by Monterrey. When I was taking her home my car broke down. Could you possible come and help me?”“Where are you?”“I am about twenty miles south of Monterrey on highway 1, on the coast route. I am at the motel 6, you can’t miss it.”“Gil you already have forgotten, I use to live in that area, I have spent many of nights in that motel. Just hold your.