Chachi ki chut mein se khoon nikal kar mere lund par lag gaya. Tabhi main chachi ko choomne laga, aur unki choochiyon ko dabane laga. Aur chachi bhi m...st hone lagi. Fir tabhi maine doosra dhakka maara, aur lund ab poora ka poora chut mein chala gaya.Chachi fir chillayi: Uiii maa, marr gayi.Fir kya tha. Maine dhakke pe dhakka maarna shuru kiya. Ab chachi ko dard kam, aur maza zyada aane laga, aur chachi neeche se uchal kar mera sath dene lagi. Mera lund poori tarah geela ho chuka tha. Lag raha. She firmly squeezes my balls in her hand, "I want what's in here." With that Talia's mouth dives back down onto my cock plunging the length back into the molten depths of her mouth. I gasp loudly at the sensation of again being consumed so completely. She resumes her insistent sucking, determined to bring me off as quickly as she can. And I know now she'll be getting what she wants very soon. Like a jockey riding a thoroughbred toward the finish line, Talia pumps her hand and mouth rhythmically. Emily can see the increasing excitement on Jim’s face, especially when she becomes more open just under his nose. Having left her fleshy mound now almost bare covered only with short downy blond hair, Jim turns the machine off and places it on the ground. He kneels in front of her and starts to kiss the top of her mound and works his way down the soft bright pink crack that he has opened up. His tongue joins in the exploration as Emily can’t help pushing forward hard against it and his. The two had driven big inter-city buses from Barrie, loaded with a Peewee team and their coaching staff, parents and siblings. The parking lot was chockablock full of other big comfortable buses, from all points of the compass. Some had come from southern Ontario, two from the Ottawa/Hull area, some from the States and a couple were from Manitoba.And of course you weren't allowed to smoke inside. Their rapidly-cooling coffees kept their hands warm, offsetting the impact of the vasoconstrictors.