Chotu-kiyu bhai madam ko ghour rahe the naaPankaj(first painter)-aree bhai itna sunder pet hain teri madam ka ankhe ruki nahi kya kartaChotu-sahi hain...socho main kaise control karta houn jab ye sara din mere saamne nanga pet leeye gumti rahti hainPankaj-chordo ye sab isko yahan wapas bullao man nahi lag raha painting mainChotu(haste hue)-hahaha ye to muskil hain tum kuch bahne se bullaoPankaj-yaar ek kaam karta houn muje paani ki ek balti chahiye tum madam ko awas laga do main shankar ko bi. The sun shines brighter as we kiss. Only our tongues touch. I squeeze your breasts while you stroke me on. The anticipation fills the room. I slide a finger in you, knowing we both want more. ‘Make love to me,’ you beg. And I abide. Grabbing a hold of myself, I place the head of my cock at your door and force my way in. Your juices splash around my main frame as half of me bares into your tight little hole. I barely fit. You pull me the rest of the way in. Deep. Perhaps deeper than I should be.. But instead of running to the bathroom, she kept riding my dick for another two or three minutes. Then, while my sperm was already running down her thighs, she laid down on her back, stretched her legs towards the ceiling and did some weird movements with her pelvis. At that time I thought it was kind of funny and had no idea what she was actually doing until years later. She did this every time after I came inside her during the last 2-3 months. Years later I realized it was some kind of. . she was making noises which I was recording and sending to Sandeep, I felt great pleasure thinking he is listening to her voices full of pleasure and how his cock must be hard. She continued to gulp my shaft deep into her throat.. and I knew this was the time. “you like sucking that dick, you slut?”, “yes it tastes so good “, she replied . “ I know Sandeep was checking out your Boobs and his dick was hard, I saw it” I said. “ was he?, UMMM” she said while my cock was in her mouth.At this.