So fix a deal with the Mr. B.I Thoke (if the name uttered in pure Marathi than its Ba Ee. Thoke (woman fucker) Balasaheb Eeshiwer Thoke). So need to r...turn back from office before his arrival by 5.00 PM for settlement. I agreed and kept mum as the dealings would be above from my head but will stay with them when the discussion gets on the property.Suddenly I woke up due to a long bell on our phone as it was only 3:25 PM and attended the call by picking the receiver from my room. The voice from. So our game started and after 6-7 rounds I won the match. Now it was Chhaya’s turn to remove one of her cloth. She was wearing a shrug which she started removing it. I told her to stop. I added one more condition that the winner will remove the cloth. She with a shy smile nodded.I took hold of her shrug and removed it from her shoulders. Now she was in a sleeveless T-shirt and Jeans. To take revenge she asked to start the game. Now she was in full form and playing seriously. After a tough. "It is fine, Jacques. We will introduce her around." The low, resonant voice belongs one of the two men, the rolling r's of his speech, the cadence, magnificently French. Glancing behind her, she takes in the aesthetic features framed by dark hair, high, prominent cheekbones, cold blue eyes, thin, sensual lips, the lithe, tense body. "Whom are you here to meet, Miss?" Jacques questions, ignoring the darkly handsome gentleman. " Ruan...Ruan Morgan. Although I don t suppose you know him, or where. Both of them held their breath as Jay pushed inside. His mom's pussy wasn't as tight as Leslie's but that was to be expected for an older woman who had birthed two children. Still, it felt good and the slightly less tight pussy did not change his mind about what they were doing.Once he was most of the way inside he pulled back halfway and then pushed himself all the way inside, hard. There was a little resistance but as the lubrication spread through his mom's pussy it became easier.Jay got a.