Ramesh meri aankho mein bhuke kutte ki tarha dekhte hue apne lund ka supara meri pakizgi mein ghusedne laga…mai bhi aankho mein dekhte hue uske hind... lund ke supare ko andar lene ki khawish batarahi thi…ramesh ka lund thoda thoda karke meri izzat ko chodraha tha…mai ramesh ke peeth per ab apne haath se uske jism ko apni taraf khich rahi thi… ramesh ka adha kaala lund meri goori muslim choot mein tha aur wo meri aankho mein musalsil dekhraha tha aur mai uske hindu lund ko apni choot mein lete. My body undulates with her increasingly long strokes. “Ahhh,” I cry out. “I’m cumming!” With that my balls release sending multiple streams of gooey white cum into Missy’s waiting mouth. Splash after splash of sticky fluid lathers her throat. Missy drinks it down enjoying every minute only allowing only, “Ummmm, Ummmmm,” to be muttered as it sends vibrations as my cock slows the pulses of cum that stream from it. I hold back one last glob of cum from my balls as Missy releases her mouth. The elevator started to move and she dropped my suit pants down to my ankles, stroking and caressing my rock hard member with her soft hands. I moved the thin straps of her dress over her shoulders and down her arms, anxious to see her fantastic tits up close. She broke the kiss and looked down. ‘Did I do that?’ she whispered. ‘I’m pretty sure you did.’ She shrugged the straps off, letting her big tits bounce free. She immediately had my cock in between them. I slowly began a fucking motion in. What exactly did Frank Pezzo have in mind for him, if anything? What was this “Other” business, anyway? This was a significant change in his life, but he hadn’t taken the time to reflect on it the night before, in the heat of the passionate intimacy with all of his lovers.Whoever Frank Pezzo was, he was closely connected to the family of his own mortal enemies, which was odd enough, but on top of that, he seemed to have his personal harem, though he seemed to also share it with his brother,.