O maan lagake sab kuch sun liya.Then amit sir bola – to bathroom me jake hilake aa jao. Phir padhai me maan lagega.Main chup raha. Main kabhi nehi h...laya tha pehle. Maine pucha – kaise??sab kuch sunne ke bad usne pucha – tum kabhi nehi hilaye ho?main pucha – kya?usne bola – lund.main bola – nehi. but mere ek dost ne mazak me mera lund press kiya tha.sir- jab tak nehi hilaoge tab tak o bara rahega.main- phir?Amit sir bola – phir hilana padhega. Main madat karu?Main ha bola.usne kuch socha, phir. Someone with who could be there for her, not just for a few years, but for a lifetime.When the afterglow subsided, she looked deep into my eyes and seemed to comprehend the bittersweet sorrow she saw written in my expression."You're not going to make love to me, are you?" she said."No," I said simply. "I can't." I understand," she whispered. She closed her eyes and a single tear found its way down her cheek. When she opened them again, the room was ablaze in her brilliant, mischievous. Her buttocks were nice and plump as well as swarthy, they felt smooth to the touch, and they were cool with sweat in contrast to the August heat as I caressed them. Erin had switched tactics for once, focusing her tongue on the ass of the woman currently fucked by me. She now added the flavors of Kelly’s booty to those of Wendy and Brenna whom she already rimmed.“Your butt is so yummy!” Erin told each lady as she licked her, even as Michelle and Missy joined her in devouring so much ass.“Yes,. She grabs a hand full of her tits and squeezes, moaning as she does. Her eyes close and a meek coo leaves her lips. She slowly massages her plump mounds as she licks her left fingers, then gently wets her waiting nipple. Almost immediately goose-bumps form all over her breasts and her tight pink nipples swell even more. Gently, she pulls and squeezes, first her left, then right nipple. The camera is snapping in quick bursts, pushing Nat’s arousal further with each click. Natalie is quickly.