Dheere dheere usse meri baatcheet hone lagi aur fir baatcheet aage mazak m badal gai…baaton baaton mein hi usne mujhe apne bare mein sab bataya ki k...ise uske pati ka dhaba ka business kuch khas nahi chalne ke karan use na chahte hue bhi ye nurse ka kaam karna pad raha tha aur kaise uska pati frustration mein aksar uspe haath utha dia karta tha. Maine usse uska phone number bhi mang lia tha(jo ki baad mein mere se delete ho gaya) aur whatsapp p baat karne laga tha beech beech m kuch non veg. Heather stands before a chair, her arms lying at her sides. She moans and bends her knees, her hips rocking to an unheard beat. She gasps and sighs, swaying her torso and jiggling the round globes of her breasts to an almost audible bouncing noise.Cassie shudders and utters a husky sigh as her own pussy warms and buzzes to the torrential waves of wanton desire and sexual pleasure which exude from this distorted visage of Heather. Her eyes widen as she gazes upon the supine form of Laura. He shoves his hard cock into her mouth. He soon comes and shoots his load down her throat. She starts gagging, then pukes. Her face is a mess. Next he grabs hold of her pubes. She weakly screams for help, but no help is to come. He finger fucks her pussy until she starts moaning. Her crotch soon gets wet and her juices leak onto the sheets. Next he pisses on her face. The urine leaks down her face onto her exposed nubs and down her belly.Meanwhile our second scum bag has dragged Ellen by. She then next conducted the Frankland, I can never call her Nixon, into her bedroom, under pretence of showing her to it. She no sooner had her there than up went her petticoats, and aunt glued her lips to the wonderful clitoris of the divine Frankland, and using fingers up both apertures, made the Frankland quickly give down her first offering to the obscene god.As soon as aunt’s tribadic rage to possess the Frankland was thus abated for the moment, she allowed Mrs. Nixon to remove bonnet and.