I wanted his huge cock in me, fucking my cunt almost viciously. I wanted to feel his hot, throbbing shaft deep inside me, pounding me into orgasmic bl...ss. My wetness was seeping through my panties at the thought of him drilling into me like I was his very own cum slut. He could do anything to me, and I loved every thing he did. Oh, how I wanted him to wake up! How could he not wake up to the hand full and a half of my breast in the palm of his hand. I thought about sneaking my hand down into. Starting to squeeze it, I looked down to see her reaction. SHE WAS MOANING!"I take it you like this Anah?" I asked with a big smirk on my face."Yes, it feels so good. Please don't stop," she pleaded." I would have better access if you took that sweatshirt off," I said kinda greedily. She seemed to happily oblige as she sat up and stripped off her sweatshirt, and lieing back down on my lap. I then went down to the hem of her shirt, where she stopped me from pulling it off."Where we are at, we. I felt bad for her and thought of helping her… So I went to the kitchen she was standing there and I went behind her and near her ears I said swathi do you mind if I touch you she said noI went closer to her from behind hugged her and she suddenly started to say no no munna this is bad and all I didn’t leave her I hugged her tightly and with my tool I was rubbing her ass oh ahhhh that feeling is like being in heaven and then I told her that am gonna fuck her tonight and she said no pls munna I. The man grunted as Antony’s head hit his stomach, and he doubled over just long enough for Antony to place a hard-aimed blow at the man’s temple. Antony saw the whites of the eyes roll , the slackening of the jaw, and knew he’d won. He stepped back and held his triumphant fists in the air, feeling the rush of victory cut through the pain in his chest and head. The crowd roared, and Antony tossed the curly black hair from his eyes. Those black eyes searched the stands for the general, looking.