Sonu chevpapaa. Kiti chavat boltay ni mala bolayla lavtaty.Mr bhide:- aree me sir poocha hai. Dikane kenliye thodi bola madhavi.Mrs bhide:- shii aap b...i kya bol rahe ho. Chup.Mr bhide:- achaaa ab to batao naa ki blouse fatne ki vajah kya hai. Blouse to purana nahi lagtaa hai par tumhari size bad gai hai ya nahi o nahi pata. Kya hahi reason hai tumhare blose fatne kaa.Mrs:- ishaaa aap bhii kuch bol rahe ho. Achaa aap ko kya lagta hai. Mere size badi yaa nahi. Chalo aap hi batao.Mr bhide. Jawab. Her fingers gently scratched the inside of his thighs and she ran one hand under his tight ass, squeezing his butt cheeks and sliding over to his asshole where she lingered a moment feeling its surprising heat. From time to time, she allowed his giant cock to spring out from her lips before greedily licking the fat helmet that glistened with her spit before sliding it back into her mouth, tongue still swirling frantically as she poured pleasure onto his penis. Her throat well opened by now, he. ‘But you love that car!’ ‘You and the kids are more important,’ Jason replied. ‘I’ve seen how hard it is for you to get the three of them in and out of your Oldsmobile. Besides, you’re right about the seatbelts in the Z24. How much sense does it make for me to hold onto a car that we don’t even dare to put the baby in? So you’ll finally have your Sienna you’ve been wanting for years, and I’ll drive the Oldsmobile.’ ‘And Mr. Sheridan tells me you own the Z24 outright,’ Mark said. ‘Those do. "Yeah beg whore. Beg for my cock!" He screamed at her.She wanted him to come and be finished. "End it already!" She screamed inside her head. She didn't know if she was talking to herself or her dad.Suddenly it was over and her father pulled out. But hope expired."Suck my cock slut!" She realized this was the first chance she had to see her massive prick. She was slapped again as her put his penis to her mouth. She tried to turn in disgust but he yanked on her black hair and her lips parted.