My breasts push against his flabby chest. Ew. I kiss him deeper. His sloppy tongue finds my mouth and he is off to the races with spit drooling dow... his chin. Bobby is grinding his chest against my flattened breasts. I. Can. Do. This! Bobby pushes me away. His sausage fingers don't grab my breasts. They go up my skirt. Fuck! They find my panties and then he rips them off. Fuck! That hurt! I’m going to have a welt where they pulled against my thigh. Soon his sausage fingers are. ” I waved and headed out to get a taxi, dialing the office number as I went. There was no answer and I left a message telling Riley I was about to visit Far East Exchange.I gave the driver the address on Wacker Drive and he wagged his eyebrows; it was only four blocks away. It wasn’t a bad looking building. Small by comparison to the towering behemoths around it, but in good condition. The front entrance was a door beside an oversized garage door. I assumed they must get shipments in here of. Mummy ke baal ab khul gaye the, aur bhaiya ne unko apne hath mein jakad liya tha.Isse mummy ke ser pe unka grip acha ho gaya tha. Woh tezi se maa ko hairs se pakde hue, lund andar bahr kar rahe the. Mummy bhi, lund ko chuste chaat te hue, bhaiya ke balls ke thappad ko apne hoth aur chehre pe le rahi thi.Sourav bhaiya – (muh chudai karte hue) Kya chusti ho tum. Itni ladkiyon ne mere lund ko choosa par koi bhi tumhari tarah pure lund ko andarr nahi lepayi.Mummy bhi khushi se josh mein aake, lund. Yesterday was one of those days. But it turned out so different.We both sometimes have massages next to each other, gazing into each other’s eyes as we feel the firm hands work their wonders on our backs, knowing we both are so naked under our towels. Now and then we will go to the same changing room after and kissing deeply so to muffle our cries as we finger each other to a quick climax. Yesterday was one of those days. Which when it happens, leaves me so horny and hungry for something.