“I told you before, Andy, I’m not on the pill and . . .” “I’ve got a condom.” That stops her in her tracks. Her eyes dart from side to side as she quickly tries to think of another excuse, and then she searches my face while she tries to decide indian whether she really wants to amateur have another excuse. “You’ve never fucked another girl before, have you Andy? Do you really want me to be your first?” “I do.” Tabatha bridles at the phrase. “Jesus, Andy! We’re not getting married! This is supposed to be just sex.” She rolls off me and flops down on the bed beside me, staring up at the ceiling. I turn to face her, leaning up on my elbow. “I know! It is, just sex . . . or, it will be.” I jump out of bed and run down the hall to my bedroom to get the vending machine condom from my bottom drawer. When I return, Tabatha is still staring at the ceiling. She hasn’t moved. My erection is bouncing at half mast from the condom dash, but the boom-gate rises again at the sight of her lying naked on her own bed. “You’ve been planning this for a while, haven’t you?” she says, looking at the square foil packet that I am holding out for her to see. “Well, yeah.” The bed bounces wildly and the springs squeak as I climb excitedly back beside her. She sits up. “Let me see that.” She takes the packet from me and examines it to make sure it is unopened. She tears it open with her teeth and examines the condom to see which way to hold it. She seems unsure. “Do you want me to lie down?” Without waiting for an answer, I lie down. “Yeah.” She tries to pull the condom down over my bulging head, but it won’t unroll. I suggest that even though it looks to be on the right way, she should try the other way. “It’s ‘cos you’ve got such a big nob!” She sounds mildly exasperated. “Why don’t you try?” After a bit of a struggle, I get it on. I get up and ask her to lie down. “You want to get on top?” “Yeah.” She looks sexy on her back. In spite of that plump arse, her hips are gorgeously narrow. Her stomach creases with folds of skin that have no fat underneath. Her boobs loll around and she squishes them together to produce some cleavage. She grunts and winces as I try to enter her as if she is worried that I am too big and I’m going to hurt her. I’m hard, but she has dried up during the break and the condom catches. I ease in slowly. I can’t believe I voyeur am fucking Tabatha. Her body looks so hot and her pussy feels so strange and new around my cock. “Master!” whimpered Nathalie. A weird thrill ran through me. To have guys getting off from watching my body dance and twerk, to get so turned on from me. They would shower me with attention. The two are swapping my cum. The faint pink gloss on those luscious lips, begging someone to kiss them. He stumbles and falls after being caught off guard. “Oh, I couldn’t amateur do that,” Linda replied as she moved over onto the couch next to Bob. They always say what goes around, comes around and it was a few weeks after her 28th birthday that Nikki came home early to find Dave fucking the next door neighbour’s 18-year-old daughter. I had it right before lunch. She voyeur began to hump harder; first one inch, then two, then three and four inches of her dad’s cock slid in and out of her slick, wet, hole. “Mr. Salvador!” She called out to him. Shortly after, Matt came in with Baxter between his legs, firmly holding him by the neck. Licking up any fluids and sucking as much cum out of her indian hole as she could. I arrived at the clinic at about 4:25. 1 After cleaning myself and washing my hands, I started to walk past him. "Guys, this isn't funny." “Thank you!”