I loved feeling each inch until his body pressed against my ass and thighs. He slapped me sharply on the ass and said, "You want my cock bitch?" Oh y...s baby! GIve it to me!" I screamed."Beg for it bitch!" he said."Please daddy, give me your cock," I begged. "Give it to me please!" Good girl," he said. " You just had to ask nicely."Brad began to thrust, slowly at first, then more intensely. He kept slapping me on the ass hard as he fucked me. As he fucked me harder and deeper, he slapped me. And I simply can't get enough of it. Just ask Samuel Philogene here. He's howling like a madman as I ram my dildo into the forbidden depths of his tight asshole. I bet when he met me at that bar near the Montreal International Airport he had no idea that I swung that way. When I told him I wanted to take him to my hotel room and fuck him, he didn't know what I meant. Well, I think he does now. Don't you think?I squeezed his balls hard as I filled his ass with my thick strap-on dildo. I wanted. She introduced herself as my immediate neighbor, I cursed my unreasonable office timings which leaves me no time to check out a pretty woman living next door. Her name was Mala Sree, she insisted that I should go with her for a dosa at the famous MTR restaurant after she finishes her squats. My thoughts were confused and shattered, somehow all of my apprehensions and prejudice about Mala came to an end when we sat down for a cup of filter coffee, the lifeline of Bengaluru people.Mala was an. ” A small chuckle, “it’s Mila. and yours?” Before you could answer you feel a small hand on your back. You hear a voice that sends slight chills down your body, the kind that is making your cock ache. “Is Mila taking good care of you?” You turn to answer but your eyes are instantly locked. You can't look away from her. You hear Mila giggle. “Yes she’s great,” is all you could get out your mouth. You feel her hand slightly move up your back. One finger at a time. The women moves over to Mila.
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