Bhabhi-maare b dudh na badlee kaaik cream joie che..Me-ha bolo bhabhi kaayi cream joie. Che..Chocolaty,vanila etc..Bhabhi-maane jaate j cream kadhvani...maja aave che…Me-ohk…Pehla dudh to pivdavo…Aatlu kta j bhabhi a maane kiss krvaanu chaalu kri didhu…Hu b junglee ni.Jem bhabhi na hoth khava laagyo n chusva lagyo…Maaro bijo hath bhabhi ni white bhos ma naakhi didho aane ek haath saathe bobla dabava laagyo..Bhabhi-moaning krva lagya… Umm ahhh …. Piy le dudh piy le..Jaldi jaldi…Me-ha bhabhi badhu. The face, an angel face, I die, wait! I know her, thebrunette, the hooker, now she is relieved, she says:"Sheet Sheila, you scared me!"Sheila? I am not Sheila, I look to my chest, pink shirt, alight-blue heart deformed by the... yep, the tits, the bigtits, I must be Sheila, but how?? What can I say for thehooker angel face?"Hi!" I said in a voice that is really not mine, so sharp,very soft, almost a little girl voice.She is mad, "Fuck you Sheila, it's not time to play, areyou okay?"I have to. I noticed, she even had goosebumps. She never felt the touch of anyone other than her hubby. I asked her whether i can hold her hands for better teaching, to which she smiled and said ok.While extending my hands from back, i had to bend forward which made my mouth come near her ears. I was smelling her hairs and it was wonderful. She was sliding to the front due to the slippery seat. She put sudden brake and slipped from seat completely. I holded her with my hands in her stomach. It was very. Was she imagining it, or could she feel the bulge in his trousers? A smile spread across her face as she imagined his hard cock. He turned around and smiled dancing close to her and she couldn’t help herself as she pressed against him again, her crotch rubbing against his thigh.Did he notice what she was doing? She didn’t care, the feeling of him between her legs was incredible and she raised her hands and thrust her body at him more purposefully, definitely provocatively, the feeling of his.