" It meant these kinds of moments could be shared only between spouses. Her chats would never be anything like this. Michael, whoever he really was, c...uld never have this, not in some virtual chat room. As I lowered my face to her mound, I felt myself accepting her reasoning about the chat thing; I no longer felt challenged by it.Sliding up her body I kissed her. I probed her slit with the head of my cock and pushed. I slid in easily. She rose to meet my thrust and then she was impaled and I. And slept on my bed by assuming that scene and for sometime assuming all my college girls. After some time unfortunately I get in to sleep. One hour passed then I felt someone is knocking my door and with some uneasy I went to the door. But there is shivering in my heart that it was midnight 1:30 AM and who can come this time. There may be some thieves. I Shouted heard that “who is it?”.But there is no replyI again Shouted harder than the before “who are you?”There I can find an answer with a. She squeaked in surprise when I lay down on the floor and moved her above my face so I could return the favor. My cock had recovered its stiffness by the time I ate her to her second orgasm. She moved then, turning and lowering herself, sheathing my cock inside her hot core. I crooked my index finger, running it inside her, alongside my cock. As I fucked her, I used my finger to tease her G-spot while the pad of my thumb rubbed her clit, a trick Maggie had taught me. That I had been willing to. Not wanting her the chance to calm down, he continued to move his fingers inside her pussy, creating a “come here” motion that grazed her sensitive areas and building her pleasure back up again. He was fully hard by now, and stopped his torture long enough to undo and take off his pants and boxers, returning to her and the bed before she could attempt to escape. Little did he know that by now, she didn’t want to and couldn’t even if she did. Lining himself up, he thrust roughly into her, making.