Swallowing

Since we met, we’ve always hated each other. I’m 16 and she’s 15. Well, one night, she and I found ourselves in my dark room one night, and we struggled in the darkness, and we stopped all of a sudden, and some of our faces met, and our lips touched, and all of a sudden were “made out,” and we did it for about 5 minutes, and I was hard as a rock, and I was just in my boxers, and she could totally feel what I had, so she started teasing by licking me under my stomach, so I said hell with that, I grabbed her head and forced her all the way to my dick, and without telling me anything, she knew what to do, so I let her do her thing, and after about 8 minutes of some beautiful head, I felt her coming, and building, so I grabbed her head, and I held her there while I came in her mouth, so I shouted “Oh my god”, with a mouth full of sperm, she went to rest, and laughed her mouth. It was our first time that she and I did something sexual together. So the next weekend, she was back in my room, she was in my room using my computer, but as soon as our parents went to bed, she went off, and started making a bug, and every time she made a bug, we ended up fighting, so she started making a bug, so we fought, I turned off my TV and my lights, and I kept fighting, so that it happened the same thing as before, we started kissing, and then she ended up giving me the head, but this time I told her I was fighting, and she kept going, and then I went into her mouth, she swallowed it, but she didn’t care.

Goldie was bored and decided to walk in the forest. At first, fresh air seemed fresh and welcoming. But when the sun rose higher in the sky, the air became more sordid. Small rivers of perspiration dragged her neck and around the mounds of her breasts, disappearing in the top of her sun gown. The damp tissue attached to its skin, describing its nipples. She unbuttoned the top of her dress to let the air reach her sweating skin.

My wife looks like a bitch. She always looked that way to my knowledge. It measures a little more than 5 feet with big tits. Whoever needs a bra to restrain them and prevent undue disturbance. It’s not a striking beauty, but she has that look that guys know. Could be a bad girl for the good guy. Her big mouth and stinking lips add to her slutty look. She didn’t act like a bitch when I met her before I married her.

I haven’t seen him since I was 18, and now, 30 years later, he’s been back in our town. At the gas station where I saw him, I told him to come for a beer, the woman was out of town and I had nothing to do, fortunately, his wife was still out of the state packing for the new house. He had arrived at 8:00 and we sat down and talked about the good old days and drank a lot of beer.

Lalitha was obsessed with the laughter around her. The call she had just witnessed was like a ghost of the past, a ghost she thought was gone for good. She came from a colleague from her first place of work. Five years ago, almost in another life, Lalitha borrowed Rs 20000. She promised to pay him back in a month, but she couldn’t. The colleague had been good enough not to push her to immediately repay the money and the debt had remained. A few months later, the girl’s marriage came to a man working in the UK. The girl resigned from her work and was caught in the middle of the crazy rush that usually accompanies an Indian marriage. In the middle of that, she called Lalitha and gave her account number. She was casual and told her to deposit the money in the account when she had it. A week later, the lady left India with her husband. Lalitha had, at that time, really intended to repay the lady. But she didn’t stop taking it until she forgot. From time to time, it would appear in its memory and disappear for a long time.

The bright light that shines from behind it turned off and turned off like the door of the closed piping room, and for a moment they stood where they were, seeing what was before them more clearly now. They were in a small room, with a long narrow corridor in front of them. There was a dark but definitive light that shines, but the smooth lines of the walls were strangely interrupted by suspended forms, as if horizontal candles had been placed there that had softened as burnt and rusty, stretching their wicks and now hardened in permanent curves downwards.

The first time I thought I was having sex with my dad, I really fucked up and I felt sick. Years later, I would find that everything in life depends on our own circumstances.

Dad lost his wife a few years ago and became a lonely and lonely man. He lost all hope in humanity and himself and was severely depressed for a long time. I felt so sorry for him and I tried to speak with him and spend time with him to help relieve his pain and suffering, but all that was not helpful.

A neighbor with two girls (18 & 20) fought with them and threw them both out of the house. Heather, eighteen years old, had made babysitting for us several times, and is practically considered one of the family. When we found that she had nowhere to go, we invited her to stay with us until she had an apartment. His eldest sister moved in with one of her girlfriends.

Needless to say with a voluptuous girl 14 years my junior, my thoughts began to wander. My eyes were not particularly concerned about how she sat or sat on the house. I was able to turn off the beautiful nipples of her breasts and see how incredibly well formed the firm cheeks of her butt! Sometimes it would run through the house with nothing but a towel, and it would be held a little too high. The view of his ass and hair covering what every man desires began to drive me wild.

Beverly was from Iowa. Eighteen and nine in town. She didn’t make a lot of friends, she said, ‘cause she wasn’t used to going out at night. I met her on the bus while we went to work. We stopped at the same stop. Although she was a little younger than me (I am 42) we seemed to hit him. She was a deliciously refreshing change of some of the more jaded women I know. Yet, my feelings towards her were not entirely paternal. She was very fine, with short blonde hair and blue eyes that I’ve never seen. Because of its thin light frame, her breasts were small enough. I was looking forward to seeing exactly how small it was. She had 5'8" tall and her legs were beautiful. She looked like a ballerina. The long thin legs disappear in the tightest little round background you can imagine.