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.No..., I don't know, that's just it really, how it turned out, what we did...you and me, things just seemed to happen, Christ Pooja! You're my sister...we shouldn't have..." Pooja sat back in her chair, "So that's what this is about, you're on a guilt trip, you regret what we did, No!...I don't think so Rahul, why can't you just admit it...admit that you enjoyed it, go on...admit that you enjoyed fucking me!" she shouted. "Ok Pooja...I admit it...I enjoyed it, I enjoyed fucking you! There...does that make you happy!" I shouted back. It went quiet for a couple of minutes, then Pooja said "You know something Rahul, I've had sex with loads of guys, I can't remember most of them and truthfully I don't want to but last night, last night I can honestly say I felt something that I have never felt before. Sure...sex with Khanna was great, he certainly knows how to treat a girl but when..., when I had sex with you it was different, I don't know how to explain it but, for the first time I felt. After some strong deep thrusts he groaned and I felt his cock spasm and the warmth of his cock juice filling my slutty fuck hole.He pulled out of my now juicy, gooey ass and grabbed my head, having me suck and lick his cock clean.I kept stroking the glory hole cock as I eagerly licked my ass juices off his cock. He then said he was done with me, pulled his pants up and left the booth leaving me to the glory hole cock.I focused on it sucking it to rock hard....then turned and slid my oozing ass on it. This is a great feeling as I control how hard, fast I get fucked.My booth opened and a older fat guy walked in.He watched me fuck the cock thru the hole for a bit, then smiled and said I looked hot dressed like a sissy and was just what he was looking for. I thanked him as he dropped his pants. He was fat, big belly, hairy, but what struck my eye as I grinded on the cock in my ass,was the big fat cock standing at attention he shoved down my throat making me gag to near puking.He locked.
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