I feel your hands at my waist as you move your lips from my mouth to my neck. The feel of your mustache and beard against my skin send shivers down m... spine as I feel you slowly begin to raise my skirt. I feel your hands stop, I’ve surprised you. You were expecting to feel pantyhose but I don’t like them and I’m wearing thigh highs. You look at me and I smile as I slide my hands to the zipper of your pants. I feel your erection through them and I want to feel your warm skin so I open your. Mene socha ajj to j chudh jye ge lekin tabbi uske hubby ka cl aa gya or wo rum me chli gye mere to lund pe kise ne danda mar dea ho.Ratt ka 1 bja tha mujje neend khan anne walli thi tbi mene uske kamre ki light b on dekhi to usko dkhne k lea chla gya uske rom k krib janne pe mujje halki halki awaje aa rhe thi wo lette hue thi uski nighty upar thigh tak thi or hath ko kashi k upar se he pussy ko ragar rhi thi or dusre hath se boobs ko masal rhe ti me to use dekhte he dang rh gya or lund pent se. "Komm mit rüber...!"Er zog Uschi durch die Tiefgarage. Sie stöhnte und schluchzte. Ihr müder Körper, ihr Gehirn, konnte noch immer nicht begreifen was hier geschah. So etwas gab es doch nicht...so etwas...Und dann standen sie vor Uschis Golf. Neben dem alten Wagen stand ein glänzender, schwarzer Porsche Carrera mit dem Heck zur Wand."Auf die Motorhaube, los...!"Seine heiseren Worte waren wie Geschosse. Er schleuderte Uschi herum und ließ dann los. Stöhnend prallte die Krankenschwester auf die. Hewasn't eager to go back to being the petite little thing he was under thepill, completely at my mercy.It wasn't easy to convince him to take the pill, but god did I love itwhen he caved. The nights we'd spend with roles reversed. With me pile-driving him, fucking him doggy, missionary and who knows what else.Making him scream my name.I'm not sure what I found more arousing: The way his face twisted up inthis perfect mixture of pleasure and apprehension. Or the fact that I wasfucking the.