" I Couldn’t stop and I had been buttfucking her really hard for close to an hour. I was fucking her ass so hard my hips were slapping against her...ass and my balls were slapping her clit. I told her, “You fucking whore I’m bruising your bowels!” Teresa just yelled “BRUISE MY BOWELS, BRUISE MY BOWELS, OH MY GOD HONEY BRUISE MY BOWELS!” She was an ass man’s dream come true. And everybody in the motel had to hear her. Either she didn’t care or she wanted them to know she was an anal slut. I literally jumped and almost caused the door to open fully as I felt a warm body touch mine and there was my wife Sarah who smiled slyly, took hold of my cock to gently stroke me, but remained standing beside me so we could spy on our sexy daughter together. It was unsurprisingly Oona Who climaxed first and had to push Chris away as she continued to lick and suck her quim till Oona began seriously eating Chris. Meanwhile my right hand was working on Sarah,s soaking wet pussy obviously aroused. “Yeah.” Marcela replied. “Yeah, it was.” I was laying there with a tremendous sense of relief as the sun beamed down. My peace was interrupted by Belinda saying “Ooh, Johnny! Can you go get the baby oil?” Sometimes Belinda would put baby oil on. It always drove me completely nuts. “Sure.” I said as I stood up. “Need anything else?” “Can you bring us some whiskey and cokes?” she asked.“I’ll have to raid the folks’ liquor cabinet, but I don’t think they’ll notice.” I said over my shoulder. . Mu kahili maeen aji sanibar tenu sabu bus re bhida…chala eithire paleiba…30 min ra katha….maeen ku mu saba last ku neigali….maeen bus ra majhi rod ku dhari chhida heithae. Mu ta pachhare chhida heli. Bus chalila…maeeen gandi ta mora thik agare thae….mo mota ghoda banda rod bhalia heiki thae…link road re ahuri loka chadhile….bus re auu jaga nathila…dhire dhire bus chalila..mu mo banda ku nei maeeen gandi re touch kali….mana khusi re kundhe mot heigala…ete dina pare maeen gandira sparsa milila..