Fir mai dhire dhire nichey gaya aur unki chut tak pohoch gaya, bdi hin nachi khusboo aa ri thi mai unki chut ko chatne lagaa bilkul chikani thi us ne ...era sir pakad k dabane lagi or boli eshan uuuuf tum or tumhari jeeb to meri jaan hi le legi or vo tadpne lagi uuumm uumm yes honey ohhh jaan us k muhu se aavaj aane lagi mai us ki chut chat ta raha, mandira ne apna haath mera sar pe rakha aur dabane lagi aur boli bas eshan bas mai pagal ho jaungi ab apna land dal bhi do.Mujhe us ki chut chate. Then he used them to raise her skirt up. She thrust her ass out in the space, pushing him back and putting herself at a level where he would have easier access.It was time now. He was rock hard, and the little things she had done to help him along had only served to make him harder. Yes, there was something exciting about doing this and knowing there were no expectations. There would be no worrying over disappointment. There would be no nagging or loving and playful talk. He didn't even have to. She looked up at A, I’m ready to be fucked, A needed no further invitation, K knelt in front of him, she wanted to be fucked doggy style in front of C. A knelt down behind his wife, he positioned his cock at K’s wet entrance and slowly inch after hard inch slipped his cock inside her, K groaned in pleasure as her wet pussy was filled with hard cock, she raised her head, C was at the edge of the sofa with 3 fingers deep inside her pussy, K moved forward slightly so that she could kiss and lick. I didn't care what anyone thought. I had to get to the house and a little snow wasn't going to stop me.I could feel my body pumping, running, moving. The roads were slick, but not enough to make me go sliding past the turn. I got past the bridge, past the slow rise and saw a horrific sight, something no one should ever see.The house was ablaze. Smoke poured out of broken windows and flames reached for the sky.The fire truck had just stopped and the volunteer firemen were moving so slow, so very.