Ye teenon ladkiyan maansik rup se taiyyar thi purush ka ling dekhane aur ling ka aanand uthane.Aur mein bhi in chhoriyon ka maza lene ko redy tha.Pink... ne salwar-kurti pahani thi, kishori ne skirt aur ninni ne lahanga-choli.Mene pahle to ek-ek ko chuma aur unke ang mardan kiyeFir dekha ki in chhokriyon me vasana jaag rahi h to mein kishori ko pkd kr uska skirt utarne ko lapka.Vo diikhane ke liye daudi pr mene use pakd liya aur use apne ang se chipta kr dhire-dhire uska skirt utara aur fir panty. I caught the eye of one tall redhead with big tits. I knew that if she unleashed those twin balloons from beneath her jersey that I’d better watch out or I’d have bruises on my face. I made a mental note to include hand signals in my safety regimen because if I were smothered by those breasts I would not be able to voice it. She caught my eye and we connected. As she rounded a turn I read the name on the back of her shirt — …busther. What? A typo on the jersey.. With a growl he added two more fingers, stretching open my pulsing cunt and force-feeding my body with sensation. His heat surrounded me, invaded me, and coaxed me. Whichever way I turned I was assailed by yet more. Arching upwards would rasp my shoulders with his chest hair, straining away from his fingers forced his cock deeper into my aching arse, and peeling away from his cock impaled me on his fingers. I rocked in sensational oblivion. My body so alive to every touch that I could only. Watching the cam Fiona had gone a bright red and didn’t catch daz’s eye, she hadn’t even noticed that the fake delivery guy was my mate who had fucked all her wanton holes on numerous occasions.Daz left and Fiona looked at the camera holding up the parcel. I dialled her up, “Open your present slut”. The parcel I’d expertly wrapped was an 8” thick black dildo, I’d wrapped it up in a see through paper. The words “8”MONSTER” were clearly visible down each side of the inner box. The.