Usme se zayada tar ek kale lauda aur ek gori ladki usko dheere dheere lete hui dekhi……meri biwi un ko khol ker dekhni lagi aur aapni mini skirt ke...ander se aapni chut per haath pherna lagi….Thodi dare mein who jhad gayi aur bahaar aa ker muskurane lagi…..App ke paas to bahut saari kitabein hain ander…kya karte ho unka…Bihari sharmaya aur bola memsahib ab biwi toh hai nahin toh kya karoo….Randi ke paise nahin hote roz ke liye to mein aapna khud he hila ker muth maarta hun….Accha aise kya phir. ”“I’m not a machine you know,” he replied, watching her as she knelt on the floor, head down, her firm round buttocks raised, her thighs parted, displaying her cunt, ready for him. “I’m an old man, not some young stud.”“Don’t be silly Daddy,” she laughed, “you’re fitter than most men half your age, you’ve always kept yourself in good shape, now get that cock up my cunt and give me a good old fucking.”“Do you talk like this at home?” He said, unable to resist the sight in front of him, dropping. She begins to quicken her pace and licks the pre-cum off the tip of my cock. Dropping her hand to cradle my balls, her tongue moves from the base of my cock to the to the tip. She then engulfs my cock. Gently sucking on it, her head moves up and down. Eventually taking it completely down her throat. She is driving me wild. Kelly quickens her pace now quickly bobbing her head up and down. Now taking my full length with each bob, she expertly opens her throat to accustom my penis without gagging.. XxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxCarl Dawson, Kimberly's father, was furious. He he'd been laughing atthe screams of his wife whom he locked up every full moon and the voiceof those screams had suddenly become male."What am I doing here? Please let me go," a whiny mans voice pleaded.He rushed off to his computer. Like every overbearing father he had aGPS on his daughters cell phone. A red dotted pointed the phoneslocation as 17 Elm Street.He sped toward the house. 'That stupid, tramp was with.