.Or patti khulte hi may ghar ke andar chala gaya or bhabhi mere piche aai. Wo kamal ki sexy lagrahi thi usnay dress bhi bahut sexy pahen rakhi thi. Ma... ghar may gaya to muje pata chala ki ghar may koi nahi tha or thodi der chat karneke bad bhabhi muje bed room may lay gai phir may usko lips per kissing karne laga or or dance karte karte uskay boobs ko bhi rab karnay laga ab bhabhi puri tarah masti may aa gai dhire dhire may uskay badan ko kapdo say aazad karnay laga thodi der may wo puri tarah. The plate glass windows at the front of the main room were so covered with graffiti that little light passed through them at all. The smell of cloyingly sweet incense hung heavy in the air. Lolling about on putrid bits of mismatched furniture were dozens of dark shapes that on occasion moved, but for the most part lay still as death. Occasionally a form would move into the available light, more than likely a Goth street kid was what appeared out of the gloom.Fighting not to cough, Erin took. Mother." I gasped as I increased the tempo. I could feel pressure building at the base of my cock. My cum juice was boiling inside my balls just ready to shoot anytime now.I desperately wanted to hold until her orgasm. Using my will power, I strained my scrotum muscles and pumped my mother's pussy harder."Aaaaiiiiieeeeeeeeee... !" With a sharp scream mom twisted in the bed as she came.Her cunt clutched my plundering cock, gripping with the puffy lips of her ravenous pussy. As her orgasm hit. " Cara kisses Stacy once more and then holds Becca's legs open for her. Stacy puts her soaking lips back to work on Becca's hot, sweet cunt. Oh Becca… your honey tastes fucking amazing. How are you so luscious and perfect all the time? Cara giggles naughtily as she turns the vibrator up. She's fingering herself again as she watches Stacy writhe. Violent tremors of impending orgasmic tension shake Stacy's insides. She tries her best to focus on Becca's dripping, pink slit. She moves her tongue.
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