Ingrid had spotted Mr. Botha from his picture in the magazine at the business college. She rushed over to him, "Oh, Mr. Botha, I am so pleased to meet...you, and I wonder if you would please sign the back of my new Rhino phone."Oskar took a long look at the 20-year-old beauty. Her long blond hair, her big breasts barely covered by a white tank top which exposed copious amounts of bare flesh, and an innocence that he found both appealing and erotic. Her sweet sexy Swedish accent did nothing to. He wrapped his arms around her waist and switched his head to the other nipple and she cried out, bouncing on his cock, rising up until only the swollen head was left in her tight heat but sinking back down and grinding her hips against him. Her juices ran down his cock and he dug his fingers into her skin, leaving soft bruises. The car rocked and the only sounds were her soft moans and their matching ragged breathing. She felt him grow bigger inside her and knew he was close. Pressing hard. It was like a huge veiny arm. It was literally a monster I knew that tonight was the night.. If you have read my previous experiences you will know that I have been fucked in my arse but it was by a lady boy with a less than 3 inch penis but this time I knew that my arse was to get the real thing tonight.We started to kiss on the bed. He was on top of me. Our erect dicks touched each others. His rock hard body felt so good against mine.He kept rubbing his dick against my pubic area as he. " You hike your skirt up around your waist, your legs slightly open, one garter snap comes undone... "wider...oh, yes, oh yes, he he he he" I leer at you. You look disgusted.I step in closer, i am between your thighs, about 18 inches from your pussy..the little white triangle of cloth barely conceals your mound. "OK, Robin, I need you to pull your panties aside, show me your pussy..." No! That was not part of the deal!" you protest. "Robin, you're gonna be on the Internet!" I say. You pull.