.it all went in with no trouble.The man stood there embedded in my shy wife...his tongue hanging out like an a****l...and he began to fuck her in erne...t like the b**st he was!The sound of fucking filled the shop, his fat, hairy stomach slapping against my wife's full round bottom...his long hairy ball sack swinging and bouncing with the effort...I took a moment to look at his scrotum...huge and heavy and swollen with his vile seed."Ohhhhhhhhhh...floppy titties...nice soft belly...hairy little. " Her dress belied her attitude. Underneath her thin Tommy Hilfiger jacket, she wore a ratty little t-shirt with enough of the bottom cut off to show off her belly. She dug up some track pants, wore some green lace panties she just happened to find clean this morning, and finished it off with some old basketball shoes. As she handed off her ticket to the ticket taker, she barely paid enough attention to him to figure out where the theater where the movie she was supposed to see is playing.She. Once again You lower Your ass, this time right down onto my face, ordering me to open my mouth wide as You did so. Naturally I did as I was told (I had learned this important rule many years before) and waited for the next log to push Your rosebud open in order to make its way out and into my waiting mouth. This time I heard You fart and felt the vibration of Your ass cheeks. A sudden blast of more liquefied caviar splashed down into my mouth and deep into my throat – I gagged but, unable. I started out in a slow rhythm sliding my cock in and out of her. She looked at me as I fucked her. We held hands as our love making started. “You feel so good!” I said in enjoyment. “I love the way you feel inside me.” She replied gripping my hand tighter. I started fucking Renuka faster now with more determination. I knew it wasn’t going to be long before I came. She was the tightest pussy I had in a long time. No other girl had gotten me this excited before. Maybe it was because deep down.