To usne kaha thik par yah baat sirf tumhare aur mere bich me hi rahegi . Shaan ko pata nahi chalni chahiye. To maine kaha thik hai. To usne kaha ki pa...so raat mere ghar par sirf ammi hogi. Aur main tumhare cell par miss call karungi tum chat par aa jana. To maine kaha thik hai. Main parso ka intjar karne laga . do din do saal ke barabar lage. Khair intjar khatam hua aur vo raat aa gayi aur main miss call ka intjar karne laga. Raat ke karib 1:30 baje miss call. Main dhire se apni chat par. As our bodies touched, she could feel my boner pressed against her belly. “So, boyfriend,” Jenny started as she broke the kiss. “Shall we help each other out? I haven’t cum yet and you look like you need some help with that,” Jenny continued as she softly stroked my boner. She then walked over to the desk and bent over, spreading her legs simultaneously. I walked up to her and pushed my cock into her pussy. “By the way, I won’t cum on your face again. I’m sorry for doing that earlier,” I said. John knew he wouldn’t last long his eyes closed and his head fell back. As John felt the orgasm approach, his body tensed, muscles in his stomach rippling, his thighs like bow strings, vibrating, he twitched each time Carols’ fingers crossed the sensitive part under the head of his cock, passing over the purple head, spreading the clear slippery liquid that gathered there. Carol leaned down and kissed his stomach murmuring as she continued to stroke him, her head eye level with her hand as she. "I'm used to it." Ben sipped his beer again as Pat reached down for her handbag. She took out a small handkerchief and wiped her lips and as she put the bag down again on the floor beside her, the movement made her leg touch his. She gave no sign that she noticed and Ben felt the warmth of her seeping through his trouser leg. She took a longer sip of her wine and looked sideways at him and smiled. "It's warm in here, isn't it" she whispered. "Do you fancy another drink?" "Well, that's very.