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. I'm not a small guy by any means. I'm between 7-8 inches hard and thick. From the blogs it had seemed like a small dick guy thing being a cuck but i... was more about her taking these big cocks and not being sorry or ashamed about loving it. I wasn't looking to be degraded or made fun of. We started talking about how to make this come true and I suggested we ease in to it and maybe go to a club and her dance and grind on some guys to make sure I wasn't going to freak out and be the jealous. She is a stunning beauty, she is about same of my height, weight about 53kgs, she is also fairer side, and she measures 36/32/38, she maintains her body perfectly with yoga and other body care concepts, she wears Indian and western dresses regularly, and I hear lot of gossips about her collage life when our family gatherings happens at the time of some marriage or celebration. But till today I don’t know reason for her decision about being single yet. After my classes started we were sharing. "I just love it when you talk dirty."She grinned, reached over and gave me a hard swat on my ass cheek.She looked into my eyes. "Seriously, we should talk." OK," replied."I want to go deeper. I want to reach up and grab your soul." Speaking metaphorically, I'm sure." Yes," she smiled. "I have never gotten much further than halfway up my forearm. I want to feel my elbow slide inside your ass. I want to feel your ass lips on my bicep." She paused."How does this sound to you? We'll go slow and. “Yes” I replied looking him up and down, he had a great body and his shorts were on the tight side and I couldn’t help but notice the outline of a pretty large cock hidden in his shorts. “Come in and meet Bruno” he said and as I walked in this very playful Boxer puppy came bounding up to me, I crouched down to greet him and he covered my face in wet sloppy kisses. I noticed that Tony’s ankle was bandaged hence the reason he needed a dog walker, “I have not had him long but turned my ankle at.
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She was pressing his head hard to the cleavage and kissing on his head. I was standing then she told me to make 2 drinks. I made drink put ice she sai... no water only ice. I did so. They released themselves and she asked me to go to kitchen. Then they took the glass and started drinking. He told her something he stood and removed the sari fully and sat next to him. They again sipped the drink and again started kissing and she started opening the shirt and kissing once the shirt removed she. Fuck me! Please fuck me! I begged between two moans. A few chuckles flowed past her lips as she pulled away from my breasts. Luckily, her laughter had come to a stop by the time I felt her hair brush against my inner thighs. Mmmmm! I moaned in anticipation. The blissful exclamation was soon followed by a much louder one as I felt her tongue once more dive into me. FUCK! I almost yelled as she started eagerly tongue-fucking the shit out of my pussy. My breathing grew increasingly short as my. More

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