“Look, I don’t like this any more than you do, but I’m just putting you all at risk.” I said.Carol put her hand on my arm. “You don’t get ...t - you’ve given each one of us a precious, precious gift. I wouldn’t be alive today if it wasn’t for you. Each one of us would be grieving the loss of someone dear to us if you hadn’t stepped in and helped us with your healing hands.”“If they discover where we are living, we could be shot at again - what if I can’t get to you in time? Your death would be on. “What does he think of this?” Checks Dennis, nodding toward her blurred partner in the doorway.“Oh, he loves it ... He’s seen me fuck so many blokes ... He can’t wait to see something different!”We look over to the still blurred husband who flashes us a thumbs up. Even without his face, we can tell he’s excited and happy just by his body-language.We cut to a shot of Janette, in the middle of the room, between the couches – naked save for her panties – our guest reaches out to either side,. Gus could not believe how Donna worked his cock and swallowed every drop. Donna was pleased with his powerful discharge and she knew that he would be hard again in no time so that he could fuck her. Gus shot quite a load in her mouth and he couldn’t believe that just that morning he came in his wife’s mouth. Donna sucked and nibbled and teased Gus to no end. Finally he begged her to stop and he slid back onto the sofa to rest and recover. Donna sat next to him and turned his face toward hers.. Principal na ek dam khada hoke chooot marne lag jaaata hoon gandi tarah.Principal- puch puch puch puchSanchi – aaaahhhh Aaahhhh Aaaaahhh fuck me sir use me fuck me aaaaahhh fuck ma chodho mujhe chodho.Jab principal ka ho jata hoon na vo sanchi ke chooot main he release kar deta hoon aur pooora sperm release karne ke baaad nikal leta hoon aur apne boxers dhundne lag jaaata hoon.Sanchi sofe pe leti hoti hoon vo ek dam se kehti hoon sir bas itne he lust the mere gore badan ke liye.Principal uske.