I was begging and moaning for you as you teased me, squatting just out of reach and making me strain my neck as far as I could, my mouth wide and my t...ngue extended as far as I could reach, just barely managing to touch your sopping pussy. Starring up at the flexing muscles around your pussy as you hold yourself above me, calling me your cunt and your bitch. Telling me to lick and to beg for it. Even when I watched the stream of your pee begin to flow I was so lustful, so in need of you, that I. Itne me badi maami naha kr bahar aa gyi. mere to hosh ud gye unhe dekh kr.unhone sirf bra pehan rakhi thi ur niche peticot.vo choti maami se kehne gyi aaj bhut garmi k thodi der aise hi ghum leti hu aur waise bhh ghar me h kaun.phir choti maami boli haa didi aaj garmi but h. me bh nhaa leti hu. choti maami uthi aur unhone bina kuch kahe apne suit ki shirt utar di. pe to pagal ho gya unhone niche kuch nhh pehna tha.unke moote-2 chuche ab nange maire aankhon ke saamne the.vo baathroom ki taraf. Her name was Tiffany Walker. She was a beautiful mocha-skinned woman, about five foot nothing with red hair and emerald green eyes denoting her mother's Irish heritage as I recall. Though she was brilliant and funny at the party, I was drunk and horny and she was like a god-sent answer to wet dreams, so events took their course. Happy to see her, I pulled over and rolled down the window to which she leaned over to look inside. This gave me a marvelous view of her loveliness which I had been. Whatever else Dahyena wanted could wait. Ferro packed up his gear and pushed his suit ahead of him as he made his way down the lonely corridor. In his imagination, his suit looked like a burial shroud and Ferro felt like he was heading towards his funeral. The probability of being laid off hung over his head like a death threat.A clearing of someone's throat brought his head up. He looked slightly down into the eyes of a beautiful young woman with a winsome smile. She made him almost want to.