Thinking this, I twistedthe knob by the hand print. Again nothing happened. Alright, what am Imissing now? Making a mental checklist, I went through t...e actions."Okay, hand on the handprint, check! Think of something (I thought of animage of Guardian, the first leader of the Canadian marvel super heroteam 'Alpha Flight') check! So far, So good. And then we twist theknobby." Again nothing happened. "What am I doing wrong?"I went through the checklist several times before I more or less. Pelte raho… roj lund lunge.. Tere bhai ke saamne chudwaungee.. Gaand maraungee… ahhh… pelo.. Apni bibi ka maal samajh kar chodo….Mujhe randi bana do..jo bologe sub karungi…ahhh mazaaa aa raha hai… Mujhe daily chodna…Ahhhh.”And she held me very tightly and then she climaxed. She remains still. I increased my speed and soon I filled her cunt….After we regain breath I kissed her.“For this only, you wanted to stay in this room.!” I asked, “ dear you liked my lund.”“ohh thank you bhaiya for giving. I put that baby inside of her.I kissed down to the pussy I hadn't seen in so long, but didn't linger. Instead, I urged her onto all fours, her massive stomach nearly touching the ground. I gazed at the most gorgeous ass I'd ever seen. I'd been an admirer of her hindquarters in the past, but the pregnancy was effective in making it rounder, bouncier, juicier. I gave it another hard slap, with a resounding POP and a whimper from Jennifer, sending ripples across her thighs and legs. That lovely. “How mad?” Cheyenne looked concern but not entirely worried –almost like it amused her.“He wants us at my house five minutes ago and he said we have to leave our clothes here!” Barbara Jean showed Cheyenne the text and they both stood up and immediately began to undress right in my living room.It was a good thing Kyra and Jake weren’t there – because both of their voluptuous bodies erupted out of their skimpy little outfits and let me tell you – Barbara Jean may have had a boob job but I’ve.