Muin kichhi time semiti soi rahili ta pare aunty nka hata ku side karideli,se tym re aunty b kada leutei dele aau mo pata ku pithi kariki soi padile,m...in kichhi tym pare aunty nka nighty uparaku bhidi baku try kali,aji auntynka nighty anthu uparaku uthiki thila ta bahut easy se anta jain chali asila. Den muin chari ade hata marili aau hataku panty bhitare bharti karideli,muin auntynka pechha ku bahut tym jain chipili,tapare aga patu panty re hata bharti karibaku try kali hele subidha. His hand ran through her hair as he started to pump into her mouth. He reached down with his other hand and tweaked her nipple which made her shiver. She continued to work his cock and brought her hands up to stroke him. She sucked one of his balls in to her mouth. She stroked it with her tongue as she looked up at him. She moaned at the pleasure that ran across his face. With a growl, he picked up the pace until he triggered her need to gag. When her jaw started to get sore, he flipped her. His response was only a nod. They laughed and kissed. They started talking, like always, and he learned more from her. She told him that she loved his pace and was glad that he showed his control and passion. He listened to every word she always told him her opinions, but she gave him more advice than criticism. As they talked he thought about what he wanted to do the rest of the evening. He didn’t get to do all he wanted but they did make love several more times and she told him that his. Moving closer to the mirror, he sawthat it was a tattoo of a small ?Fleur de Lys?. He rubbed his fingerover it. Even as a man he'd never had a tattoo before.Sam felt cold in the air conditioned room. How could women walk aroundin so little? It was like he was just wearing his underwear. Samremembered that Maria had worn a sarong around her waist and wonderedif Antoinette owned anything like that. He returned to the open drawerand searched through, eventually finding what he was looking.