” Flipping up her dress, I entered her pussy from behind and almost knocked her over with each powerful thrust. Andrea suggested moving to the bedro...m where I continued to fuck her from behind, teasing her by pulling out and re-entering every once in a while.She moaned loudly, shoved back to meet my thrusts, then blurted, “Yes, yes… fuck me, future hubby.”That turned me on. Thinking about that and all the fun I’d have as a proper part of this mad family, I slapped Andrea’s naked ass, leaving a. On the plus side, the benefits are great, and you're only expected to have to serve in combat for 15 hours! Granted, 15 hours also happens to be the average life expectancy for a guardsman, but you're not paid to think about such things. In fact, you're not paid at all.Of course, those thoughts haven't run through your head for the past several hours now, as you happened to have been knocked unconscious due to having suffered from the the unfortunate condition known as 'taking a large chunk of. ”“And I thought I was the slut,” sighed Cassie.I timed my strokes, anticipating when her butt would be firmly on the bed, and got her mostly clean. There were still a few errant strands of long, curly hair clinging on for life but I couldn’t see any way to get to them while she was still moving around.“Let me,” said Cassie, finally. “You’ll never get those without cutting her. I should have thought to bring scissors.”She was correct in her assumption that men wouldn’t have scissors, at least. I felt terribly attracted towards Chinni’s seductive movements such as swaying her hips gracefully when she walked, swinging her arms in the air to express during a conversation like classical dancers do, pushing her large breasts out temptingly when bending forward, etc. Chinni always wore only salwar-kameezes of a very fine choice and most of them were pretty see-through from which she loved exhibiting her white lacy bras. Her mother was no less. Veni Aunty was always seen in sarees in pastel.