Per khete hai uper wale ke gher der hai andher nhi ek din mae nha ker bhatroom se nikla tha maene sirf ek tawel hi lapeta tha pass me hi bhabhi apne s...uke kapde huta rhi thi per eke ek mera pav phisal gya or mae gir gya mera tawel bhi khul gya bhabhi jaldi se meri or ayi unki nazer mere nicye ki or thi mae apna pav paked ker bhita tha bhabhi are amit kya hua phisal kaise gaye chalo uhto chot tho nhi ayi mae bola. Lagta hai adi mae monch ayi hai bhabhi bhut derd de rha hai bhabhi chlo huto. All I wanted was to feel her fucking me for as all as possible. Although, I knew it was just a matter of time, she was out on a mission to get me to cum all over her face and was going to make it happen.My back remained on the floor for the entire time, and I cheesed. 'Holy shit, the hussy is making me cry now, why? I hate her, and she hates me, so why is she making me feel like this? We have a love/hate relationship: we love how much we hate each other. She is also slathering my lips down. Your skin suit, Sir. Yours too, Sally."McCock and Sally retreated into the living quarters to don their new dark gray 'skinnies'. McCock noted on the right breast a new patch which he studied closely and identified as being the "Queen's Honour" and the number "451" beneath. He looked at Sally."Came through two months ago with Cowboy's PMV, but we've been a bit busy of late and it wasn't until MFH drew our attention to it. DSO to you and MCs to the Flock. There is a strong rumour going around. .Ohh…..my……GOD…… I was like…. “Don’t you need a towel to wrap around your waist?”“No there is only one towel left and I guess you need that to dry up yourself.”Now I was getting excited.“Do you need my pants to put on???”“Ohhh…..shut up!!! I’m fine like this….”“Ok”…. Another dumb reaction…..“Ok then; I’ll get myself dried.”“Oh.. Bring the towel here. I’ll dry you up…”(“Excuse me????”)I stupidly went to the bathroom, got the towel and gave it to her. She asked me to sit on the bed so she could.