Arame chokh bondho hoye ase. Ekbar bar kore nei lal jhol makha barata. Mukhe vese othe ekta advut tripta hasi. Ami obak hoye dekhte thaki, kapale boro...sindurer fonta, sakha para du hat amar barata dhore ache, mane hindu conservative ghorer vivahito mahila tar hantur bayasi ekta cheler dhon chusche.Jak ge . amio pacha duto fank kore dhori. Ishara korte boudio gud keliye gudta chepe dhore amar mukhe. Chuk chuk kore khete thaki boudir garam ras. Hathat I jiv ta chali di guder vetor. Jiv dhukiye di. Robert and my sister-in-law, Belinda, being the hosts, were donned as the emperor and empress looking resplendent in their shop leased outfits. Robert received the guests at the front door, his toga was white with a gold trim, a golden shoulder d**** hung over his broad shoulder, wrist cuffs of gold royal trim and studied with glittering gems, on his head he wore a golden laurel leaf wreath, classical roman sandal footwear made the costume complete, he was looking every inch the emperor as he. The camera was raised a little, and focused on the door on the opposite side of the living room. A black guy entered the scene from said door. “Hey, Layla. Is your brother home?” he asked. She raised her head and slowly shook it. The camera was still placed behind her. “Doing some homework?” She nodded. He took one of the sheets, and threw a quick glance at it. “Jamie Morgan? That's not your name,” he stated, “are you doing your classmates' homework?” She at him, the look in her eyes confessing. He hugged me very tight and gave a French kiss. I bit his lower lips. He started shouting. I liked it. I touched his cock over pants. It was massive and I liked it. He use to rub my ass whenever he hugs me. When I was serving food. He use to slap my ass. I liked it. We use to talk dirty at home.Once he was taking bath without locking door. I saw him completely naked. Cock is massive. I couldn’t take eyes from it. Actually bigger and thicker than his dad’s cock He said it’s not hot dog mom. I.