. To suman boli dekh te hai kon kis ko kha ja ta hai..Jai se hi anjali kitchen me gayi me suman ko kiss kar ne laga hum dono ek doosre ke laga tar chu... rahe the it ne me anjali kichen se aayi aur boli yarrr kuch so sharam karo it ni bhi kya aag lagi hai, to suman boli tum ne kaha sharam rakkhi thi to mu rakkhu, it na kahekar wo dono hash ne lagi, phit me suman ko utha ke anjali ke room me le gaya, us ne andar jate hai apni t shirt aur jeans uthari di, wo bahot kayamat lag rahi thi, me lagatar. The woman sits facing the male partner, throws her legs on his hips and bends them at the knees. The male partner supports himself by his hand on the backwards; his woman repeats after him and puts her hand backwards, placing it at the man’s feet. He hugs her just above the waist; she puts her hands around his neck, as if pulling him, drawing to a double delight.Now as we both were riding each other at the same time, we were looking at the eyes of each other. I asked,– how long do you have. I had missed it for a good while now. It was a very wet, slippery hole, too, and I was more than eager to stick my prick inside it. My ex-wife began moving her hips with a sexual pace that was more than just enthusiastic. It was a primal hunger of a sort. She seemed to desperately want intimacy with me again and not just physical. She also craved it rough and painful. She proved this when I playfully slapped her bottom while fucking her wonderful pussy.“Damn it, that feels so awesome! Hurt me!. I told on her back. I told her to lean on bed I told her to lift her nightie up .there was no panties and her ass was white . I applied a lotion and gave injection .she hold the bed harder as injection was paining. Now I kissed her where it was paining .she told to do sex with her and now I got up and I was walking out she asked where r u going I replied to get a condom. She said it is no need and she got a copper T. I was happy and make her nude I suck her milk from her boobs and she moaned a.