Yeah, yeah, I know, you think I’m a freak. I probably am, actually, but I couldn’t help it. There she was, looking hot in her slinky little dress,...pointing her perfectly manicured, lilac tipped finger at me, while she ranted on and on about some pointless nonsense. To her, my face was a patient mask of indifference, while inside the rage was steadily building. At first, all I could think was: stupid woman doesn’t even know what the hell she’s talking about. Then it was: goddamn fucking rich. She especially loved when he would cum 2 or even 3 times before she reached the climax. She was egging him on, to fuck her faster, as he was watching her face.He felt her vaginal muscles clinch, and he began to cum inside of her. "YES, YES, YES!!! FUCK ME, FUCK ME FUCK ME!!! GIMME THAT CUM!!! FILL MY CUNT FOR ME!!! GIMME A BABY-MAKER!!! KNOCK ME UP, HIGHER THAN A KITE!!! OH MY GODDD!!! GIVE IT TO MEEEEE!!!"Carl groaned with exertion, and his arms gave way, making him put his full weight on top. That's when it hit me who she was,”well, would you kick me out of your back seat now” she said with a giggle.I came back with a remark that I wouldn’t kick her out of bed for eating potato chips.She smiled then asked the bartender for a bag of chips as we both laughed. The only thing about Brenda that changed was her hair was a lot longer and straighter when I knew her back then.I was dating her sister Sally when one night I went to pick Sally up to hang out she wasn’t home.I was bummed when. C me hone wali hu but wo nakhre kar rahi thi ab wo side me jakar so gay ki papa ne unke uper aa gaye or unke hoth ko jorda kiss karne lage fir ek hath unke goune ke andar chala gaya or ek hath unke chaddi ke upar fir wo jor jor se sahlane lageOr meri biwi b unka sath dene lagi bichari ek woman hone se wo apne ap ko rok nahi pai or boli ki aaj me tumhara lund muh me lu aisa bol kar wo land ko hath me liya to wo sochne lagi ki ye kya itna bada or itna mota fir wo kuch nahi kar pai tab papa ne.