It was inside of a plastic container with detailed reheating instructions.The note under the container advised me to enjoy, but reminded me to turn of... the coffee pot before I left. Since the smell of bacon and coffee lingered, I obviously had missed Mosby by not more than a few minutes.After the bagel and coffee, I drove to the office. Marty's pros were waiting for me. "Good Morning Maxine," Gwen said."Good morning Gwen, did you enjoy my date." I knew Gwen would be filming everything possible.. Aaj aunty kafi happy aur smiling lag rahi thi. Woh massager leke apne pairo pe massage kar rahi thi. Maine puchha “Kya hua, pair dard kar rahe hai kya ?”Sarla- Kuch khaas dard nahi, thode dard hote hai kabhi kabhi weekness ke bajese.Me- Lao aunty main aapko massage kar du.Sarla- Nahi beta tum baitho, main kar lungi.Maine unhe thoda gusse se dekha aur kaha “Aunty kya main aapko massage karu to aapko problem hai ?”Sarla- aisa bilkul bhi kuch nahi hai.Me- lao fir woh massager mujhe do main karta. Her head turned sideways, so he could kiss her cheek and nuzzle her hair and neck; she was gasping with his thrusts and giving light squeals of delight as he twisted her nipples.Bob was in sensual overload, pumping faster, hearing a cacophony of Anita’s voice and skin on skin slaps whilst feeling her soft flesh outside and her pulsating muscles inside, he felt his balls twitch with his own orgasm rising, then his shaft muscle twitch and he exploded into the condom again, holding the thrust and. "John I am so embarassed, I can't believe I was so stupid, but I loved him. I could not believe it, even as I looked at Ronald with his cock crammed up her dirty ass, I could not believe it. You know what the worst part is, he saw me but would not stop fucking her butt. He just kept pounding his dick into her over and over again, like a crazed animal. I begged him to stop, to explain why he had done it. But he didn't stop John, he loved that slut's ass more than he loved me." Susan looked so.