Main tujh ko bata thayhoon meri to maki choot bhae chotay ko galian bak rahatahy per chota b harami pan say bazza na aya or us nay apnay cheed ko daba...k rakah main nay chaotah ko bola ara janay day yaar maza ae ga tujh ko lakin us nay nahi mana phae nay b himath nahi hari or us k ched main ungi dali or ched per cher nay laga or ungli k saharay laun ko rakha or jhtka day nay laga chota kab gand ko daabata akihr ka us nay dheklay ho or bhe nay moka dekh kar us ka cheed mainlun ka topa dal dia. She alsoseparated out a little at the front which she left dangling in front ofmy eyes for now. All the while I watched what she was doing in themirror as I knew next time I would have to do it myself. She showed mehow to gather up my hair into a bunch and to position it where I wantedto tie it off. She picked up a little white hair scrunchy and startedto twist it back and forth, looping my hair through each pass. Istarted to complain, saying I wanted ribbons not hair bands, but sheexplained. Mai to apni taraf bhabi ko chup kara tha magar bhabi na kaya samja or muj sa lipat gae or mujha forehead par galoon neck par kissing karna lagi, or boli davor g aj maree choot ki pya bhuja do pal main sona pal main masha bhabi ka rona ghuibe bhabi to asa muj sa chimat gae jasa mai us ka bacha haoin or gum ho gaya tha or kae saloon baaad mila haoin. Bhabi na mujha chor kar foran neecha utar kar apna sara kapra utar deya oh shit kali gandee choot or us sa be buree baat bhabi ki kali gand ghuma. ”She knew that, his fingers were feeling more and more like an invasion down there, rather than the welcome guests they had been. She expelled a heavy sigh, pushing out around his fingers simultaneously. He removed his fingers, immediately replacing them with the large, bulbous head of his cock. It was much bigger than he had prepared her for, and would not go in. He forced himself against the taut hole. Emma could feel it quiver against his weight, could feel her heartbeat pulsing around the.