Phir bhi mana kar rahi thi mene ek jor se chata maar dia or unke ankh se aasu agye or wo boli ki tum yaha se jaa sakte ho mujhe nhi karna tumhare sath...kuch or wo rone lagi to me dar gaya mene bola thik h meri jaan mat lo muh me par mujhse aise rutho to nhi bahut manna ne ke baad me wo man gai par . Phir bhi land muh me lene se mana kar diMe bhi situation dekh ke boldia thik h meri jaan or usse god me utha ke bed pe giraa dia or chut chatne laga chut chatwane me usse maja ara tha thodi der chut. Then I hooked my fingers on the belt of her sports pant when she surprised me by hooking her fingers in the elastic on her panties and followingmy downward motion while lifted her hips up to help take both of them off at the same time. There she was lying there naked in front of me fully exposed to probably the first guy ever in her life. Her pubic mound was thick in growth,but her pussy lips were so thick that you could see them even through the hair. I lowered my face into the bush and found. ?" circles through my mind. I haven't seen this woman in almost 3 years but I wouldn't forget that smile in a lifetime. We chat and catch up for about 20 minutes and then I tell her where I'm trying to go in this cab but she says, "Uhhh why don't you just come with me?" and I couldn't say yes fast enough. I get back to her place after more small talk in the taxi, and she slams the door shut, rips off her coat and is instantly on her knees. She unzipped my pants and as they hit the floor I heard. I hid in the dining room until Sean came on dressed in shorts and an open shirt. I keyed Beyonce's Partition and poked my head around the door. (I wish that video had been available when I was a stripper.) Without taking anything off, "Boy this all for you, just walk my way, Just tell me how it's lookin' babe, just tell me how it's lookin' babe." I ran my hands over my chest, pushing my boobs up, and moving down my legs. My negligee fell open. "Yoncé all on his mouth like liquor." I ran my.