Pata nahi kahan se woh steel ka ek mota pipe dhund laagi aur thode vaseline laga kar mere gaand me ghused di. Mera gaand ka ched kaafi fail gaya tha i...iliye utna dard na diya. Mere haath pair abhi bhi bandhe hue the aur lund ke topi me refill ghusi hui thi. Ab didi ke gaand me ghuse steel pipe ki dusri chor ko jalti candle ke upar rakh di aur mujhe laat maarte hue ek bhari bottle di.Reet – Raja, is bottle me maine bade pyaar se tere liye apni mut bhari hai. Pure din bhar ki mut hai, kam se kam. She screamed as a second finger was slid in and began bouncing on his long fingers sliding in and out of her pussy. Jenny slid around to 69 with Gracie as Badass walked around and stood behind Gracies sweet swaying ass. He spit into his hand and ran it up the crack of Gracies ass, lingering at her sissy hole to rub it in. Gracie didn't think she could have spread any further in her life. As a line of spit dripped from her quivering cunt he slid 4 inches of his hardness inside her. Gracie's eyes. Almost as good as my wife's, God rests her soul." Thank you, Mr. Simmons," she washed a dish and glanced over her shoulder to smile at him. Her ass gyrated around as she scrubbed a coffee-stained cup Paul had used earlier that day. Standing he walked up behind her and held the coffee cup out next to her. Purely from instinct she reached over picked up the pot and topped off his coffee, like the good submissive housewife she was. He pressed into her as she poured him the coffee. Her body tensed. The ones after the first 10 years of pure frigid ice that I chisled away at. Of course that's when all the hot babes were dropping their phone numbers and addresses onto my desk at my office, or into my truck window. All the offers I ignored because I just wanted one thing... HER! How many times did she ignore anything sensual I had bought home as hints, as gifts? The endless calm conversations about wants and desires, even confessing to the others who were tempting me away. Ice Queen, that was.