Fir aunty kitchen me kaam karne lagi aaj mene guts dikhae aur aunty ko kitchen me piche se jaake pakad liya aunty boli kya kar raha h mene bola aunty ...e aapke sath vo hi karna chahta hu jo kl movie me chal raha tha. Aunty boli kya. Pagal to nahi ho gayatu abhi bacha hu hm dono ache dosthain but still ham nahi kar skte. Mainebola aunty kya problem h aunty boli me apne pati ko dhoka ni de sakti aunty boli nahi mene bola au ty uncle apko maarte h khud enjoy karte h aapko ghar m hi chhod ke apne. Apart from having massive biceps, the rest of his torso seemed equally muscular. He had huge pecs, that stretched out his shirt almost as much as Nikky’s tits did her tank-top but were even larger then her jugs, considering how much taller and bigger he was. Furthermore under his top he seemed to have an 8-pack that was visibly through the fabric, and a rather thin, fit waist.A couple of minutes later, he had finally finished filling his sport car with gas and walked around the back of the. Her body ached, she was sore and humiliated. Her body forced and abused. His thrusts were becoming more desperate and deep. Slamming his hips into her, his throbbing cock tight inside her. The sounds of her wetness and his groaning filling the room as he edged closer.'Look at me' He growled down at her, as she lay there, still humiliated with eyes shut. 'I want you to watch me as I breed your cunt' He snarled, his hand dropping the vibrator and working to her throat. He squeezed her neck. Well, Nancy was not one to be shy, so she shot back long before I could get myself into action. She caught one of the shooters in the gut and put him out of action forthwith; however, one of the unarmed men picked up the gun and started shooting. Just as he ran out of ammunition from some very wild shooting, I managed to put a bullet into his chest. That was the last we heard from him. The original shooter may have had more ammunition on him, but it was not obvious. As a result, there was only.