She held my chin with her hand and kissed me so deeply. This was the first time I was kissing another woman.And not to exaggerate, but I really loved ...t. She knew how to play with the tongue and exactly how to smooch. I was enjoying it. Arun was going deeper and deeper with each stroke tearing my ass apart and wide open. Here Aruna was already licking my nipples and nibbling them.She had her other hand on my pussy rubbing it ever so softly and erotically and making me cum every now and then. I. One single word, and we all take it for granted. I’ve been in school since I was about four years old, and I’ve never once had to think about paying for it, never once had to worry about not having equipment, never once had to worry that my teacher had nothing more that a primary school education. The children I taught and their families face that every day. Although I am sure that you don’t all want to read all of this, you want to know what I did with your money. The state of Africa has no. One fine day while returning from the classes, I noticed new tenants just moving into the ground floor of our house. Out of curiosity, I went inside the home searching for tenants to ask them if they needed any help.That was when I noticed Spandana (name changed) sitting down and assembling her kid’s chair. She was wearing a mesmerizing low-cut Punjabi dress with the dupatta removed and tied around her waist. She was fair and had flesh in the right places. My tenant milf was immersed in her. She was still leaning over his cock, drooling onto it to keep it slippery. She focused on the puffy head of his cock and slowly began to lower her head towards it. Centimeter by centimeter she got closer and closer, the strand of saliva that already connected her mouth to this cock grew shorter and shorter. She stopped the stroking motion of her hand and rested it at the base of his cock. She used two fingers to softly grip the base and with the softest pressure possible placed a single.