As he entered, his entire body shuddered and for a moment, he thought he would black out. Johannah let out a large, gutteral moan that echoed off the...six story stairwell. He began to move back in forth in her, reveling in her warmth and juice. Her moans turned quickly to primordial grunts and screams, a barely recognizable rasp of Fuck me! Fuck my fucking pussy!, a mantra of pure, unadulterated lust, the Storm ripping through her body, her entire being reduced to one single thing: that. About my princess Her name is yashica(name changed) aged 25 General manager of her dad’s company.her vital stats are 32-28-30.we had exchanged our photos and ph nos through mail on a fine Saturday night she told me to meet in sky lounge at Bangalore on 7pm .I was very happy to meet the princess on Saturday eve took a nice hot bath and dressed more casually and perfumed well to impress her.I reached there at 6.30 she told me to come near the parking area she was wearing purple color mini skirt. ' It was too late already and Daryl knew this, my butt was already screwing back to him. Daryl released my shoulders and let my legs down from his shoulders, I nudged my knees to his sides and slid my arms around his neck stroking his head as he sucked passionately on my neck. Daryl continued to force more and more of his man meat deeper, and deeper into my wanting rectum till he encountered my inner sphincter muscle. Daryl slowly pulled back and started to hump at that muscle 'uh,uuhhh,. .. just let it happen. “That’s wimpy,” I voted.We’d been here before ... intellectually. Was it to be the dance? Or were we going to push the envelope? What would she do now? It wasn’t an exercise of the intellect. She knew that.Standing suddenly, she slid her hands up along her thighs, hooking her thumbs into the elastic of the white, brief panties she was wearing. I could only see the sides of her thighs and hips and the white of the panties’ waistband where she’d hooked them. The crotch.