Aab me bhi masti lene ke mood m e aagai unka lund merii gand ke niche daba hua fanfana raha tha idhar sir ne aapna hath meri chuchi se hata meri jeans...ke andar ghusane ki kosis karne lage.Lekin tight hone ke karan nahi ghus raha tha to mene button khol diya or thoda uth kar aapni gand ke niche sarka diya idhar sir bhi aapna lund nikal kar kar beth gaye…meri bazar unke khade hue lund pe padi to me to siham gai….karib 8” inch lamba lund tha unka sir ne meri panty bhi sarka di niche or mujhe aapne. Not that they were entirely absent. One field we passedcontained the carcass of a crashed Heinkel He 111, its remains longsince picked over for any parts that could be salvaged. It was the firstcrashed aircraft we saw on our journey. It would not be the last.Several hours later we reached the main reichsautobahn that led directlyto Berlin. It appeared before us as we crested a small hill. Seeing itwe stopped, and got out of the car. The road ran both east and west, butthe traffic in every lane. She is nice to me but I fear that she might choose her son over me any day. But I love her body. She has a most beautiful breast I have seen. She wears saree in the house and I die to see the glimpse of her cleavage each and every time. She just has a best figure and shape.Riyamom still breastfeeds her baby. Seeing her breastfeed baby excites me a lot. He always tries to see breast while the baby is suckling on it. Many a time Riya caught me seeing her but I run awayBut one day while Riya was. "I hope I helped you get some rest, baby. You probably won't wake up with a hard-on in the middle of the night now."Smiling at his loving mother, Donald pulled up the covers and closed his eyes. Vivian shut off the light cm her way out. Moving down the darkened hall, she tasted the jism on her tongue.God, she was still so fucking horny. Vivian's cunt burned under her negligee as she walked; her pussy was a dripping mess. One load of jism should have been enough for her, but Vivian already felt.