“Mhm…” I moaned approvingly when her tongue flicked out and began to sneak down the underside of my thick shaft. “Mmhhm..” Aunty Sheen moane... lustily in return and closed her eyes as she placed her head directly over my stiff cock. “Mmm… Hhmm… Mmphh!” Aunty Sheen began to bob her head up and down, hungrily moaning till she gagged when my thick dick head reached the back of her throat. “Ooh… Yesss!” I moaned with immense pleasure and hissed in approval at the way her tight throat squeezed as it. Geeta boli ruk ja baad main par main nahi mane wala tah phir geeta aunty ko kiss kare laga aunty boli raj ruk yaha nahi chalo ander bed main chalo waha chal ke pyaar karte hai waise mai bhi tere pyaar ka dum dekho phir hum room ke andar chale gye. phir geeta aunty mere sath bad par betha gyi maine geeta ko apni baho main lekar unki hooto ko kiss karne laga aur un ke hooto ko chuse laga aur unke boobs dabne laga Karib 10 min tak yahi karta raha un ko mazza aaraha tha phir geeta aunty boli raj. You pull up around the corner and wait. The forbiddenthrill of what you are about to do makes your dick get even stiffer.You climb back into the main part ofthe van, happy that you remembered to remove the middle seats. Keeping aneye on the rear-view mirror you loosen the door from its latch so it willeasily slide open when the moment is right. You grab the hood off theseat and open it widely. You can see her approaching, sauntering slowlyup the sidewalk. She passes the back of your van. ..” The man swallowed.I clamped Mrs. Armstrong's left nipple as Stefani snapped her clothespin on the right. The wooden jaws pinched both pink nipples, compressing them. Mrs. Armstrong gasped. Her back arched. She let out whimpers, pain and pleasure crossing her face.“Whoops,” I said. “Should we take them off, Mr. Armstrong?”“Yes, should we, Daddy?” Stefani asked, her eyes smoky.“It's okay,” he said. “She needs to be punished and... and... I'm sorry if she said the things she said, Stefani..