After i started having sex with rakhi my life took an amaxing turn. I never knew indian women farted so much. My wife never farted while i was near her. None of my cousins did it eventhough they never had any issues with me farting. The first woman that gave me a real time experience of a woman's fart was my mother in law rakhi. Her middle aged hairy butt was perfect and similar to a latino bum. Her friend aneesha was a working woman. She was a thin woman with normal boobs and minimal butt cheeks. She loved being dominated by rakhi. They had fart fetishes since thier school days but could never enjoy it. Aneesha could fart but was never able to make a loud fart like rakhi could. She loved it when i used to fart in front of her or in her face while we had sex. She pooped more than me at any given time. Aneesha used to use the toilet and ask rakhi to flush it for her. Both the ladies were enjoying life and i was even more happy coz i finally found a woman who loved my only talent. Aneesha used to ask for my farts based on my diet. She never sniffed farts if i had milk or any diary product. She felt that my farta might smell lk hers if i do so. She only had a##l sex and never allowd me to fart after i filled her mouth. Do that to rakhi, i dont tke farts and jizss she still says.
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I raise my head in my plastered obscurity, she shuffles forwards on the seat and I remain kneeling, her hand touches my cock and guides me to her hot wet pulsing entrance! "Fuck me hard" she orders, I bob my head back and forth, I feel the resistance of her tight tunnel against the rubber cock which feels like it's going in about twice as far as it surely is? She cums hard and those hands arrive to push my head in tight against her body, moaning out loudly she's loving the sex; she cums a second time assisting my rubber cock's thrusting motion with a rocking movement of her own.
Late one Friday night (actually early one Saturday morning) after I had worked over a fair number of juicy pricks and felt that things had slowed down for the night, I made sure my baseball cap was adjusted and my hoodie up and slipped out of the booth to leave and head home. There's enough real crime out there to keep them busy without having to worry about some harmless cock sucking and things like that going on in a porno shop. And I mean, like I can control things here in the store but when you leave I honestly worry that some dude is going to stalk you, especially some guy you've turned down."
"Look, DeDe and Jock, Jen and Louie, you are two couples on a double date that decide to come to a porn shop to see what it's all about and maybe get a little thrill. I couldn't hear much of what Jerry was saying but I could see Jay and Kim both nod their heads and give a little bit of a chuckle at a couple of points. I started to walk in their direction but Jerry gave me a "stay" gesture with his hand and after another few seconds of conversation with Jay and Kim, headed over to me. I went with the lead (like Jerry had said, it was like a dance) and found myself kneeling on the floor (actually the loading pads) with Kim, facing her, and still getting kissed all over my face by her.