It was easy to do seeing that their dirty dancing and her ass grinding for over four full songs turned him into a man on a mission to fuck her till on... of them passed out, no matter what the cost. When I told him about my plan to have him walk right up to her in our bedroom taeroff her clothes and enjoy himself for as long as he liked then offered him the option to empty his big black balls deep inside as many times as he wanted to, he shook my hand and said " you the coolest white dude I ever. My fingers knead your balls, losing myself in the taste and smell of you. The insides of my thighs are wet. My nipples hard, twin peaks. I pump you harder and faster, my hand leaving your balls to press your bottom to me. Your hips move faster, grinding your cock into me, fucking my mouth. My lips fasten around the head of your cock, sucking hard as my hands pump the shaft and squeeze your balls. Your legs tighten, your hips move faster. You groan deeply into the damp air as your seed shoots. The pressure grew and grew, but I was afraid of the consequences of leaving this safe place so I continued to resist. Until I couldn’t.The disinfectant smell was a dead giveaway that I was in a hospital bed, and it was a very comfortable bed too. The quietness was surprising: there were none of the ubiquitous beeps and whirrs that I normally associated with being in a hospital.I had vague memories of a dream, or was it a nightmare, but the feeling of wellness had apparently been accurate. I. Bahut mast chudte ho…Apni bhabhi ki chut maar kr dever ka farz nibhao…Ooo…Meri…Aaaah… Oooohhh..Aaaah.. Mere boob ko pakad kr chut lo…Aaaahh…Chudne mein bahut maza hai….Maine ab uske jhoomte huye boob pakad kr shot marne lga.Har shot pr boob aage-pichhe ho rahe the.Jab reena k pichhe shot marta to wo bhi kuchh aage ho jati.Mere lund ko khoob maza aane lga.Uske mast chutad se takra kr mere janghe mast ho gai.Main shot marta to fat fat ki aawaj aane lgi.Ab main uske uper chadh gya.Uski peeth pr.