Majhkhane bed, besh boro. Tinjon onayashe shua jay. Nice karpet. Attached bathroom. Amar du bouer dutu wardrobe. Amar ekti almari. Dekhi dujoney notun...kapor sajate basto. Gorom khub beshi porese. Ma ghore dhukei blouse khule felese, tar gae shudhu sharir shochcho achol. Khalar blouse er charte botam er tintey khola.Ami– kaporgulo kemon lagse sundori?(mak jiggesh korsi)Ma—khub sundor hoese sona, aj khub tired lagse tai ogulu kal pore dekhabo.Khala—amar kintu shorire jala dhorese. Ektu gutie na. The hot mouth and deep throat applied just the right amount of pressure to make me squirm and fuck his mouth slowly. He stopped massaging my tight ass cheeks and lifted my legs and wrapped them around his broad sweaty shoulders. The feeling of skin on skin made us both tremble and he felt slippery with sweat. I locked my ankles to keep the contact all the while his fleshy hot manly tongue ravished my cock. My cock juices no doubt adding to the wetness. Sweet daddy mouth on tasty younger hard. You then ran your dick into her ass hole which has clearly been used quite often. You don't bother with it though because her ass is still tight. She then leans in whilst moaning and plants her face into her other friend who is a red head with large tits. The blonde then decided to go for round two and gets up. She then sits on the red heads face.You carry on thrusting in and out of the brunette who is really enjoying your large rod inside of her tight ass hole. She moves her face and turns. She clomped up the stairs in her boots, her long legs towing the length of my gaze. Then they were gone and I returned to the suspended diamond of the eternal moment in Jean-Paul’s narrative. Naomi collected me and led me up the stairs. She was wearing a baby blue laced g-string, a flimsy, sheer baby-blue teddy (braless) and high heels. As we climbed the stairs, I watched her individual buttock cheeks stagger in tow to every high-heeled mounting of the steps, the partially submerged g-string.