.maine aage ki wajah apna haath peeche daal diya panty ke andar…smooch karte karte maine aunty ki gaand mein ungli daal di…aunty ki gaand mein pas...na tha..aunty ne phir apne haath mere shorts mein daalke mera lund bahar nikala wih phir mere lund ke saath khelne lagi…maine phir unki nightie utar di unhone sirf panty pehni thi…unki panty neech karke maine apna muh unki chut ke saamne rakha mine unki chut ke baal kheeche..bahut saare baal the unki chut mein…maine phir unhe unki pet ke bal letne ko. Truth was I just wanted him to touch me some more. My breasts were poking out of the side, it didn't hurt that I was wearing a thong. I could feel him getting hard. "Don't forget my butt." I said. "That's not a fun place to get burned." As he nervously made his way to my booty, I started good hot and decided to take my chances and fuck him his brains out. He started off bearly touching it like my ass was going to eat him alive. I rolled over on my back exposing my breasts and asked if he help. The stimulation to her prostate was of suchmagnitude that she found herself spewing her tranny juice all over thepodium in less than thirty seconds. What was even more amazing was thather clit never went soft. The relentless vibrations kept her hard as arock and she spewed another gargantuan load of goo only a minute later.Still gasping for breath Alana reached into her purse and dialed DoctorBusty's clinic. Of course it was closed but she left a message demandingan appointment at the. "I ought to let you try to take him, but I already lost one plate glass window last month and I don't want another riot in here tonight. Take a good look, asshole! You REALLY want to take him on?"The tall backstabber took a closer look at the man holding his arm, then his glance flickered toward the front of the bar, where a long plate glass window ran the length of the establishment. Something ... some recognition, flashed in his eyes.A short, dark-haired, limping guy more my age came forward,.