.Par pls ek request manogi pls..Dekho I know I have the video and all par ek request karna chahta hu..And ye genuine wala request hai..Pls mana mat ka...naMom: kyaMe: mujhe apne paas sula lo na ekdm chipka k..I want to sleep like a baby bina tension, pls aisa karogi..Mom: kya faltu baat hai..Ye kaise hogaMe: nahi I dont meant asli mein..Bas in msg just pretend tum mujhe sula rahi ho and I m sleeping beside you pls..Mom: okMe: kya main ekdm tight se chipak k so jau tumseMom: haa so jaoMe: ekdm. ”“You’re okay,” he answered, smiling back, “I’ve got a station full of some of the laziest bunch of coppers I’ve ever seen, here. At least you like to get out and do some police work now and again, so if an easy job like this comes up, I don’t mind looking after you.”He got up out of his chair, and added, “I guarantee you’ll have an easy day. They’re providing their own security, so all you’ve gotta do is walk around checking things out.” He grinned, and continued, “You might have some lost. As he reached her upper thighs she arched again, needing him to touch the wetness that was dripping down her. Again, he stopped. "Don't move." Not being able to let her body respond was almost torture. Again she lay still, closed her eyes, and tried to relax. When he resumed the attention to her, he straddle her and placed his hands on her shoulders. An electric shock went through her, and she was unsure if it was the thunderstorm approaching that caused it or the intense desire she was feeling. M took her halter top off, and Jake stroked her breasts eagerly. She got down in between his legs and got a mini bottle of lube from her skirt pocket. Dylan started stroking Jake’s cock as well as Mrs. M squeezed some lube in between her breasts. “Oh God..I’ve jacked off to this fantasy for sooo long!” Jake commented, breathing hard. Dylan smiled. “Well, now you don’t have to jack off anymore. You can do this anytime you’d like.”He kissed him. Mrs. M squeezed some lube onto the head of Jake’s.