I had always wanted to fuck her from the very first day I walked into the office. Now I was going to find out just how good her pussy really was. “Well, why don’t you let me see just how wet that pussy is of yours?” I stated as I rolled my chair back and prepared to stand up. “Go and lock my office door then come back over here to the front of my desk.” As Rebecca did the task I had given her I stepped out from behind my desk and joined her in the open area in front of my desk. “Take your shoes and pants off and bend over so I can see your pussy.” In the time it took me to unzip my pants, Rebecca had already shucked her shoes and pants and now had her ass aiming right at me. I could see the streaks of her girl cum running down the inside of her legs, and her beautiful pussy was displayed plainly in the nice wide gap between her legs. “Spread your feet apart, and you might want to hang on to the desk,” I said as I pulled my screaming boner out of my pants and lined it up with her sopping we hole. Rebecca did as I commanded and braced herself against my Indian Girls Fucking desk. I wasted no time at all before I plugged her hole with every last inch of my man meat. She definitely was not lying; her pussy was an absolute sopping wet mess, allowing me to slide all the way into her with virtually no resistance at all. “How does that feel?” I asked while I held myself in place by pulling back on her hips. A little moan came from her mouth before she responded. “I like that.” As I began pounding away into her I started asking her very personal questions. Things I had always wanted to ask a girl (not just Rebecca) but also personal details about her life at home. “Your pussy is nice, Rebecca.” I grunted out as I mowed her lawn. “When did you lose you virginity?” “I popped my cherry when I was 12 with my sisters curling iron.” she stated very plainly. That honest answer earned her a few extra hard thrusts from me. “And how often do you have sex with your husband?” “I let my husband fuck me two to three times a week.” was her reply. “I see. So what is the wildest thing you have ever done sexually?” I asked as I increased the force of my thrusts. “The wildest thing I ever did was to fuck two guys in the elevator of my college dorm.” When she said this, her pussy tightened up around my cock. I was starting to get close to an orgasm now and began to really fuck her hard. “And what is the strangest thing?” “Oh, I don’t know,” was her reply as she seemed to be searching for an answer. “There was the time I was pledging my sorority at college and I had to carry 6 gold fish in my pussy for an hour.” I definitely did not expect to hear that! “Or how about waking up from the aftermath of a very large college party to find a beer bottle stuck in me.” “Was it just the neck of the bottle?” I asked as my driving developed a real purpose. “No,” she replied as again her pussy squeezed my cock. “It was the bottom end of a Budweiser long neck bottle that they had stuck all the way up inside me.” ‘I’ll bet that hurt.” I replied as I thrust in deep into her and began fountaining cum directly into her uterus. “Actually no,” she replied without a single bit of notice to the large deposit I was making between her legs. “I thought it felt pretty good. But the best part was when I pulled it out when I got back to my room.” I held still for the last few squirts from my cock when I asked her, “You mean you didn’t take it out right away?” “I couldn’t,” she replied calmly. “We were in the middle of a park and it was too light outside for me to pull it out from under my skirt without anyone seeing. So me and my roommate walked back to our dorm and I took it out there.” I was shocked beyond belief at all of the answers Rebecca had given me. Never in my wildest dreams had I ever imagined that she would have had such a colorful past. Her grandmother had always insisted that such good men existed in the world. “Yeah,” Bea answered, “And then Freddy began slowly rubbing his dick back and forth against my pussy.” Thanks to the pill. Her instructions were to only put it on and she wasn’t about to assume anything more. The Cook turned. She bit her lip and curled her fingers in his hair a little tighter, he looked up at her again, past the full swell of her chest, rising and falling with her breath, to her beautiful face, eyes focused and intent on him, he knew what was to come and, as her fingers held him, he knew there would be no eleventh-hour reprieve. Now, she had her daughter's sexual pleasure in mind. I yanked the first clamp off her right nipple. By some unspoken, unplanned agreement my sister and I growled and complained about being locked up on a mountain for ten days while our friends were a million miles away. Understood?" Not by much, but noticeable to the pretty young mother. Ughn Richard! He then turned and left in quite a hurry. Jon said that it was going to be a late night and we should get some rest. But, each time that she could feel it about to explode, she would nip it to keep it stalled. I imagine her in a little school girl’s outfit. She took some tissues from her bag to wipe her spunk dripping hole then lay kissing for a while before walking back to her tent, before she went inside, we arranged to all go to the beach the next morning. Her voice was unusually calm and sounded somewhat unsure or flustered. Her nipple was stretched uncomfortable, but no matter how Ronja struggled she could not say the safe word. Laughed and said well maybe if it gets boring you can stop back by, I will prolly be Indian Girls Fucking ready for He said wait a minute, I wanted to ask if you wanted some pizza, I was thinking of calling in an order. “Besides, I want everyone to know that this is my pussy. “Very good, Rhonda. “So you don’t wear a bra all the times,” I said laughing while squeezing her beautiful firm tits. Panties when nature calls, outside clean summer dresses until it gets to cold, then dress appropriately. "I know, I know, I am, I don't know." He watched the young girl's pretty face as, eyes tightly closed, she strained for her climax. The other is that on occasion I’ve needed them during the night. He remembered that time. James tried to resist. “Well, I did,” he replied “until I got a text from Jeff a few minutes ago.” “Oh, you're not Mitch. He sat down to watch as Wendy fucked her husband’s ass. Laurie began shaking and nearly dropped the helmet. I think that bitch is trying to steal him from me.” I couldn't wait to get there. He scooped her pregnant form up in his arms and carried her away while I gasped and panted.