He was doing with his both hands- sometimes softly, sometimes tightly, giving a different sensation at every moment. GOD! Who taught him to be a lover...like this? Nature? I wondered. For the first time, I started making verbal expressions. “Don’t feel shy – do it nicely, a—h just like this!” Bachchu was too excited to talk to me. He faithfully obliged and drove me wild with greater and greater ecstasies. While Bachchu was cupping my breasts, his hands were working under the pallu of my saree and. I knew there wasn’t much time to lose. I was on the brink of exploding. I wanted to feel the warm wetness of her cunt on my cock. I lowered her to the floor and raised her legs over my shoulders. I placed the head of my aching bone against the opening of her bald fuck hole. I eased in slowly, savoring every inch of her moist, velvety tunnel. I began to pump in and out slowly, the picking up the pace as Sarah started thrusting her hips against me. Her breathing was coming in shirt pants.. Josh made a few business trips and on one of them he stopped at a rest stop. While in the bathroom he took out his cock to pee. There were no separations between the urinals and while he was peeing another guy about his same age came in and stood right next to him. Josh looked over and could easily see the guy’s cock. Josh just stood there a while and as the guy finished he turned toward Josh still holding his cock. Josh’s small cock was barely sticking out of his pants but was still. “In that case prove it, fuck me.” She snapped.“Miss?” he queried.“Take me, push me against a wall and ram your meat up me,” she suggested as she wriggled her finger in his ass.“Oh fuck!” he exclaimed as suddenly his knob end erupted and a great flood or creamy cum shot across the plastic bed sheet.“I really think you are actually queer,” Miss Williams sighed, “Try it, let them bugger you, you might well like it.”“And what about you, do you like being buggered?” he asked. “Yes,” she said, and.