Papa ne jaldi se apni lungi utari or wo ajad hua unka 7″ ka lund bikul sariye ki tarah sidha khada hua papa ne der n karte hue apna lund turant unki...gand me ghusana chaha per wo n ghusa Papa: itne sal bad bhi bhabhi teri gand kitni kadak hai.Kaki: ye to kabhi meri gand marte nahi balki ye to mujhe chodte hi kitna hai meri anju jaisi kismat thodi hi hai k mera pati roz meri gand mare (anju meri mom ka nam hai)Fir dono husne lag gaye papa ne fir unka lund kaki ki gand me ghusane ki kosish ki or. As oppose to the other girls who didn’t mind being viewed as a trophy, I resented that. My mom was the good little housewife and I was always taught that was what I should be. Going to the top schools was always for networking and meeting my future husband. Luckily for my parents, they saved a few hundred thousand dollars now that it looks like I may not even go college if I was really married. I mean what is the point of going to Harvard, Brown, Cornell, or whatever my parents had in mind, if. ."Time is all we got."With a tender touch, he placed the length of his mouth alongside hers. Their upper and lower lips blended into one. The edges and corners matched perfectly.She opened her lips in expectation.Harry's tongue darted inside her wet mouth in an augenblick. So swift to the bulls-eye.Harry explored every corner of her mouth with his greedy tongue. Ribbons of saliva ran down her chin and splashed naughtily on her aroused nipples. He could hear her little whimpers of passion.They. He told me that he had success in the past but that my wife would actually be the oldest woman he has ever been with at age 47. He thought that since I was the only lover my wife had ever had, that might increase his odds for success. When we arrived at his place he was very pleasant and made my wife feel very comfortable around him. We chatted for a while as he went ahead and began setting up his table. He asked my wife to change down to her bra and panties and lay herself flat on the table..