Aiming the camera at my face she said, “Open up and say, ‘Cheese.’” Of course I followed instructions, smiling as big as I could without losing any of the precious salty seed she had given me to consume. The flash made my eyes blink and when she was happy with the photo she said, “Okay, now you can swallow your reward. You earned it!” I was at my usual Friday night hangout, Smitty's, on the highway just outside town. Most of the regulars were there, plus a few friends-of-friends, mostly 40-somethings. I looked forward to the evening; not only did Smitty have a great fish fry, we'd indian always have some laughs. The crowd thinned out around 11 most weeks, though sometimes earlier or later. This week, Phil and Laurie had brought india a friend from Phil's work, Rich. Phil figured Rich would fit right in, and he did. At one point, we were at the bar and got to talking about, what else, women. The banter went back and forth, and at one point I made the remark that "most women think cocks are ugly." "Well, they are, in their way," replied Rich, "but they also can be attractive in their way too." I agreed. "Sure, but our homemade opinions are biased because we've both got great looking hardware." That brought a good laugh, along with the guys down the bar hassling us, "Hey what's so funny?" "Your face, Ed." "Look who's talking?" The conversation rolled on after that, we both liked to fish, the usual guy stuff. We mingled for the rest of the evening. Later, the crowd was starting to thin out and I was back talking to Rich, when he asked me if he could get a ride home; Phil and Laurie lived the opposite way and he was on my way, so sure. In the car, there was a lull in the conversation, then Rich asked me, "Do you really think cocks can be attractive?" I played along; "Well I think desi mine is. Really." Rich said, "I think mine is too. But, do you think it has to be big to look good?" "No, I think that proportion and the straight, hard look are what I'd call attractive. And I think cut guys look better, just my taste. Maybe because I'm cut and Bhabhi the few guys I've been with were." "Yeah, so am I, and I agree." “I need your pussy on my cock! Not fast enough, though, for the man under her. In that moment, I didn’t want to be anything else. “I know,” I said. They helped me apply makeup and fragrances, and I have to admit, I feel very clean and kinda sexy. Ashley’s mouth had slowly closed as she began processing the explanation; she remembered the intensity of the erotic experience she had shared with Frank, the there/not there electricity that was rippling through their nerves right now as Frank held homemade her hands in his own. With this done, the whole compound became one of the preeminent housing units in the city. One strict rule was, she had to be home by 9 pm. Jan 13th and she is back for a hour quicky more details later We stood for a moment in a silent face-off. “That is so fucking good, so fucking good,” she almost screams as I lick her clit and slide two fingers up to the second knuckle into her very wet cunt.” That’s what you wanted. Giving that cute smile of hers which could light up a room she answered, "Yes sir. I leaned back and lifted them up and gyrated. “We want you here,” Rosemary added. If you wish to buy her a drink please do so, I’m sure that she will appreciate it. She stroked my labia. Your cock is one of the hottest things I’ve ever seen. If only I’d known to preorder…” Ryan grumbled. “Oh, my boy, I do. My logo was on the door. Permission, acquiescence, love. She drops me off and gives me the number for a bar nearby where she says she’ll be ready at a moment’s notice. All I wanted to do was suck on her nipples and caress those beautiful tits. You have no idea how humiliating it is to be constantly referred to as a girl. Arriving at the penthouse in a taxi, they were greeted by a couple, Roger and wife Bhabhi Jade. "The warm slathering of sanguine nectar upon thy porcelain skin shalt rejuvenate the hollow of darkness within which your soul should but does not reside, for if the void of spirit is bereft of all but the bitter chill of nothingness cantankerously defying one's own desires it should be cast aside and filled to the very brim by freshly siphoned blood. Something about her scent and taste caused him to go into a frenzy. Within seconds, desi my son was balls deep into my pussy; he paused for a second then started fucking me. My son's penis slide in and out of my smoothly wax pussy, it was feeling good. Her fingers india slid through my blonde curls to stroke up and down my pussy lips. Her breasts indian pressed into my chest. In addition, they supply bug spraying, security, and car detailing every day at a nominal charge, but believe me it’s worth every penny as they do a top-notch job.” Mark says. “Whoa… I got to say this is the best prank ever.” I chuckles reading the text. I said. We take the elevator downstairs and Fred is waiting for us. She nodded and quickly got off the bed and scurried into the bathroom in the hall. I took her panties as I fell back onto my bed. She gets off of me and heads over to her luggage underneath the desk. I took him aside and relayed the message.