She was shocked by this action of mine.And she said please don’t put that dry thing. I was not going to listen. She was going to be fucked hard and ...ough. I inserted my dick straight into her pussy.That pussy was tight but after a few hard strokes, my dick was in. I started fucking her with full pace and force. She was crying in pleasure, “OHHHHH ANKUR, FUCK ME HARDER. YOU SON OF A BITCH. AAAHHHHH FASTER, DEEPER, FUCK ME, I AM SURE MY DAUGHTER DIDN’T MARRY YOU JUST FOR YOUR MONEY. ASSHOLE FUCK. I’Mmmm...”The words were cut off when Meg’s brain short-circuited. She collapsed into an inert pile of quivering flesh on the bed.Ken looked worried.Crystal reassured him, “She’s in the midst of a HUGE orgasm. There was so much pleasure it basically fried her brain with too much pleasure. She’ll be back with us in just a few seconds.”Crystal pulled her hand from the older woman and licked off the clear liquids remaining from Meg’s sexual excitement. Ken watched her with a hard-on that looked. I finally mustered up the courage one Friday night and told her she should come into the club in a slower night, like a Sunday night. She smiled and said she was not a club person. I had decided to give up on her when one Sunday night I looked up and there should Sheila, asking for a mimosa at the bar. I worked my way over to where she stood and told my bartender that I’d take care of her drink.I had worn a shirt that night that read “Black Pussy” which was the name of an alternative rock band.. As soon as I felt her red hot pussy make contact with my bulbous head, I couldn't help but cry out. "Oh! You're so sensitive." She giggled at me as she reached round with her hand and took hold of my cock, angling it towards her pussy. "But you feel so strong and hard,"she gushed as she slowly rubbed my head along her pussy. She gasped. "Are you ready?" I could only nod as I lay frozen, totally mesmerized by this beautiful woman on top of me, her perfect tits hanging down, her hand over my.