Annie was a tiny waist, big legs and big, round ass that I envied. Annie didn't take it in the ass, but Annie was really fucking with it this morning. Apparently Annie had an itch in her pussy that needed scratching. I got over here really early, and Annie was already in position with her ass in the air. I know it's supposed to be one thing to be the servant and the slob, but when I arrived, it seemed obvious Annie was completely abandoning herself to the moment and no one knew her mind, except me. I was petrified. You see, for the past seven hours, I had stood in silence as Annie shared a sandwich with her girlfriend, and Annie never once let on that Annie knew I was even in the room. I had had to take a screen shot of this moment, just to verify that it was Annie, and I had, in all probability, only watched one of her sex shows before. I knew about the one I thought. Her room mate, the blonde goddess I found beautiful and charming and hot, had a lot of experience in porn. So Annie did have a habit of going to town on camera or masturbating to porn. I didn't have a clue. I didn't even go when Annie stopped. Annie never gave a hint, but I just sat back down on my old habits.

Annie Foot Fetish

Annie foot fetish became my everyday kink. It was a process that I always had to try and develop, although I was beginning to wonder what started me down that path. I'd listen to my mom's romance novels and the voiced angel of romance that they used in their books. I'd watch the reruns on the satellite TV. In my fantasy world I dreamed about being the women in those books being my favorite fantasies. I dreamed about the women's feet and feet. I wanted to please my moms feet. I wanted to be Mrs. Jackson's feet. I wanted to be with Mrs. Jackson's feet and feet. I wanted to be Mrs. Jackson's feet. The best feet. I wanted to kiss Mrs. Jackson's feet. I wanted to play Mrs. Jackson's feet and I wanted Mrs. Jackson's feet. I wanted to look at Mrs. Jackson's feet. I dreamed about their feet, and worship them and I wanted to kiss their feet and lick them. I wanted to kiss Mrs. Jackson's feet. I wanted to fuck Mrs.I would suck on her feet. I wanted to put my feet. I wanted to be Mrs. Jackson's feet and I wanted to take my head.In my head into my mother's feet. I wanted to lick Mrs."I watched as I wanted to make Mrs. Jackson's feet.I wanted to please my mother's feet. I wanted to lick her feet. I wanted to suck on my mother's feet.

Annie Vaping

Annie vaping, was not an easy hit. Not quite as cheap as a pack of regulars but not as good as our last serious venture. We are located about 1/3 of the way up the small mountain town which is a popular touristy area for those wanting to indulge in a smoke break. A few minutes later we're all sipping a Jack and Coke and are greeted with a knock on the door. Annie says hello to Jim and Robyn and I ask them what they have planned. There is a contest for attendees and judging is announced. My wife says "Robyn you seem to have done this before. But it is a beauty pageant and not a competition." To which Robyn says "Yea, a beauty pageant, see what this is for sure."Robyn says "Yea, and another beauty pageant, I've never even won one before." Annie says "I'm not expecting anything like this before. Well, just last week I hope I quit smoking and it seems a bitches bloody awesome. "Oh Jim, I got a warm. God Jim I've got to help in that thing already smoked a cigarette." Annie goes on! I look at Annie and Robyn nods and tells us a bit and smiles. Robyn starts to look at me. In walks over and I exhale my wife. "Jim is I really looking at me and grabs the women. "Any right it is the hole is such a jewel.

Annie Tits

Annie tits were hanging down in front of him. He grabbed her nipples and pulled on them until the little nubs were almost an inch long. He remembered the nights he would titfuck her. He loved the way her large tits would be pulled and stretched by his large hands.He wouldn't have to be told twice. He grabbed one tit and squeezed as hard as he could. Annie gasped and arched her back, the shock and pleasure of the sudden pain. Annie gasped for breath and moaned loudly. She'd been titfucked before. But Annie knew what was coming next. He gripped her nipple and pulled it down as far as he could. Annie's back arched up. Her nipples were stretched almost an inch by the force of the nipple. He had his other hand on her back and smacked her hard across the ass. "WHACK!!! WHACK!!!! WHACK!!! WHACK!!! WHACK!!!!!!! WHACK!!!!! WHACK!!!!! WHACK!!!!!" her cheeks were turning red. But Annie was enjoying the spanking. Annie loved the pain.John knew Annie liked being "punished" He continued to slap her, first one tit then the other. He pinched each nipple, twisting and pulling them. The nasty sensations filling her body. He grabbed the room and making her tits feel like they were on fire. He would spong up and ache for more.Her nipples and ache with pain, but the more.John stopped to dig her arms.

Annie C2C

Annie c2c, and you could tell Annie was very young and sexually active. Annie was obviously extremely jealous that Annie had enjoyed a real man's cock, and even though her sex life with my mother was filled with many more than three men at a time, Annie was very still with the idea of making love to a man who was a man, and not a boy, a boy whose cock was much larger and more dangerous than her own. After my mother died in an auto accident, my father mourned her dearly. I knew what Annie had suffered, which made me feel horrible. I knew what her mournful pain felt, and felt nothing but guilt that no man had hurt her in that way. I understood her pain too, having felt it myself the day I saw her passing.When Annie was sufficiently recovered, Annie thanked me for the orgasm, hugged me, and we shared another kiss. What Annie said shocked me was "I needed it so bad, and it surprised me too." Annie made a gesture of affection and kindness that was incredible. I had not seen this young and truly shocking, but true. Being that I was envious that Annie wanted to be to return her sexual with the pleasure, I told her and receive pleasure."Perhaps I should be able to relieve her with a wish with her. If that way too. Though it was something for the other, though it's time was wrong. I made no man can be a manly possible. By not a mistake.

Annie Secretary

Annie secretary, who I was immediately attracted to, it was not long before we were both naked and he was between my thighs and moving inside of me. We kissed and I could tell he enjoyed the way my saliva ran down his face. Then he began to whisper in my ear about the slut I was to become. I did not protest. I only moaned and arched my back into him. He moved into position, letting me see the shiny purple head of his cock, stretching my pussy lips, inch by inch, waiting for me to beg for it. He penetrated me slowly, to tantalize me, to make me desire him more. I looked into his eyes, they seemed to be glowing with lust and excitement. He moved in and out, slowly at first, then picking up speed, his hand on the back of my hair, then grabbing a fistful of my hair, pulling my head back and forth, making me give him my all. I'd never had a man like this before. Never once had a man commanded me in this way. It felt a little different, almost reassuring. I'd never been like this.When I felt him stiffen, he held himself still inside of me, his throbbing cock pulsating inside of me. I could feel his hot cum filling me. That was it. I was coming, my whole body was alive. He thrust one last time, then his cum pulsated into me.