Hands change, styles change, and positions change but the assault on my tits and pussy is never-ending. He seems a bit tired, although always eager as a bull. So I tell him to sit down and we do the rocking horse position. He sits cross-legged while I ride him like there's no tomorrow. It's been so long since I've sat on a cock that it almost felt as though I'm living a dream. As I approach that orgasm, the man in the making starts to kiss me. I keep his head in my arms and kiss him back. He starts blushing slowly falling short of breath due to fatigue kicking in. And I could understand, he had been so good, so-giving, fucking me like a porn idol. And that’s so sexy. We are close and tight, strangers and yet united by this wonderful feeling. United by this hard cock that almost reaches my belly. He never gives up, He's a really good chap and indeed he has definitely made every single girl happy. While I ride his big cock, he holds me tight and whispers if I want to do the Cross o

Hi there! I am Carol and I'm just a normal 47-year-old wife, trying to keep my love life alive. Though, my friends and family who know me well know that I'm not a super perfect wife. I work hard as a penal lawyer in the DownTown Court. And I love my job. Really I can even skip lunch because of my working habits. And actually, Peter, my husband, works a lot too. That makes the two of us absolute workaholics! He is a business manager in a very big corporation, and he comes back home late evening when I usually have the time to cook him a nice dinner. I earn a lot of money, so, instead of spending my time cooking many complicated dishes, I usually go to restaurants or order online to eat what I like! Simple pleasures of life. And I guess I pass for a good little wife. I pay a maid to keep everything neat and tidy. And, it seems I'm perfect, all my friends say that, so I can get on with my work. I have dedicated workouts to stay cool and fit! I have also maintained a very good social l

Meanwhile, Stacey went out with Ron. She calls me as she gets home. She tells me everything. She went out with Ron, but whenever he asked her what she wanted to do or eat, etc, she replied ‘whatever’. To everything. This soon drove him crazy because he didn't know what to do. He told her that that was her classic behavior. So when Ron kept shaking her head when he gave her options for what to do, he got furious and suddenly drove straight home and Stacey went to her mother's house. She was a bit shocked but even excited. OMG. As Stacey tells me everything, I can't stop laughing. And as I can see she is extraordinarily amused and excited. I can hear from her breathing that she is excited and happy. Then, the first step was successful, next we need to approach each other's boyfriends. A couple of days later I found an excuse to meet Ron. He is a computer genius so I messaged him on F******k. "Hi, Ron. Sorry for bothering you. You know a lot about computers, right? So, can you help m

"This was all a plan?” Ron asks. "How, what do you mean?” Stacey asks, shocked, and dumbfounded at being caught. "Yes, yes, yes, now that I see you two together, I understand everything! You did it all! You set a trap for us, you came together to ruin our lives.” Paul says. "No way! Never, never, never! It was so you could love me again like you used to. So that you could see me for what I am.” I say, bursting into tears and throwing myself on my knees at his feet. Paul sees me at his feet and pats my face. He gets closer and closer with his member and legs to my face. Then he looks at Stacey who is also on the verge of bursting, then looks at Ron and nods at him. Ron comes closer too. I have their trousers in front of me. Ron also gives me a little slap on the face. Then winking at Paul, he says, “Maybe they should be punished?” "This joke will cost them dearly, for sure,” Paul replies chuckling. She stands back, shocked, and says 'No, no, no. Ron takes off his belt and tells

Luke and I have been engaged for about 5 months. I'm very excited about it, I'm involved, I like him, he's a very popular guy at school, he is cool, he is good in history and math, he is nice, in short, I'm happy to be dating him. High school, everyone knows, is a tough place. You have to pave the way for your future. Everything you'll ever be in life starts here. I'm red, curly, petite, with green eyes and my measurements are 32-24-32. Mum says I'm too small, I should put on some flab, but Luke likes me like this. I'm aware of it and I want to be as he likes me. Luke is sometimes a bit elusive, but you know that first stories in high school are always difficult at first. In the morning he picks me up from home by car and drives me to school [my mum agrees, fortunately :)]. Then, he drops me off at the entrance of the high school, I say goodbye to my friends and he goes in front of the basketball court. And there are his friends. Man. His friends. His group of friends is the real