. She chuckled looked at her daddy and he gave her the look, she grabbed my arm and brought me into the stall next to his, we played for a few minutes... until she pulled my cock out and put it down her throat no mouth, straight to the throat I never felt anything that good, but when I went to put my hand on the wall for bracing, I found a hole in the wall that was moderately filled with a nice veiny cock, instinctively I gripped it and stroked him off while I got the best head of my life.. I had. “got a few minutes to talk?” i asked her in and no sooner had i shut the door then she said bashfully, “can i ask you something?”“why not but about what?” i asked anxiously.“is it true you write fuck stories?” i’d heard santhi bhabi say ‘fuck’ before, but always as part of a joke. But this time it was different. “who told you that?” i asked. Writing erotic stories, whether you call it smut, porn or ‘fuck stories,’ it isn’t something you announce to the general public, i just write for my. She move it back away from his forehead. He starts to kiss down her stomach. He plays with her bellybutton with his tongue and his hands starts to spread her legs wider. His mouth moves closer. He lightly blows on her wet lips. This sends shivers down her body. He looks up at her and whispers if he can taste her, she replies yes baby. He runs his tongue up and down her lips. He gently parts the lips with the tip of his tongue as it moves up and down. He finds her hard clit and deeply kisses. .
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