Her hands were squeezing my ass as she pulled me as deep as possible into her throat. A stream of her throat juice began dripping off her chin, neck a...d chest.After a couple minutes of this she stood up and said to me with tear-filled eyes, "Your cock feels really good in my throat. I'm ready now, and I think you are too."She gave me a condom, and stood facing the mirror. She leaned with her arms against the mirror, her legs spread, her white round butt in front of me. I brushed my hand between. . Main ne aaj tak oral nai kiya… Tum jo cahe karlo pleaseMai bena kuch kahe bass unke inner thighs ko lick karte unki chut tak jata our wapas neeche chala jaata ye unse sabar nahi ho saka to unhone mera saar unki chut par raha aur dabane lagi aur kaha please mat tadpao aur chuso aur chaato isse…Oh chut ki mehek bahut achi thi aur pani ek dum mazzedar. Mai chat te huwe apni jeeb andar dalta raha our ek ungli se unhe fuck karta rahoOh bhut aram se mazze leke moan karti rahi,She: aah oohhh aah aah. And we started taking it apart. We claimed – those that lived – that they had been rude. They hadn’t, that was a lie. God don’t like lies. He put Milly, Bonzi’s old lady in boiling honey for that. Even a bad truth is better than a good lie, so he says. Heh man, I’m no sexist, it’s just a manner of speaking, calling the Big Cheese a he.The ladies in Linklater’s coffee shop tried to brazen it out when a couple of us went in. They sat down and asked for coffee, all polite like. Then they started. Warmth. Weight. Moans. Pleasure. Pressure. PLEASURE!My eyes snapped open, illumination blinding me even though there wasn’t even a lamp on in my bedroom.“OOOOHHHHWWWWAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!”“OOOOHHHHWWWWAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!”Completely naked and backlit by morning light against the window’s white inner drapes, Eden’s spectacular body glowed as if she were an angel descended from heaven. Her dark hair, long and shimmery, hung forward so that the tips brushed against my face ever so briefly before almost.