.Fir unhone kaha aapna top utaro mene dhire se aapna top utar diya or niche muh kar ke khadi ho gayi vo jor se chillaye kal to sharam nahi aa rahi thi...aaj ku aa rahi he samne dekh me me ye sun ke kaap si gayi or unhe dekhne lagiFir vo mere ubharte bhue boobs ko ghur rahe the fir unhone kaha chal bra khol mene dhire se aapni bra utar di or hatho se aapne boobs chupane lagi fir unhone gusse se kaha lagta he tu ese nahi manegi mene kaha plz uncal chod do mujhe unki lal aanke dekh ke meri fati ja. “Oh god, oh god,” she breathed. I felt her pussy start to tighten on my cock, and my own orgasm rise within me. She tightened, I grew harder, both of us were moaning now. Finally, my resistance gave way as rope after rope shot into her pussy. The warmth and pulsating of my cock was all she needed as she started squeezing me, milking the cum out.We came together, each’s orgasm elevating and prolonging the other. Every time her pussy contracted, it seemed my cock had another load of cum for. I am always looking for opportunities to get a sneaky peek taking ‘people watching’ to a whole new level to the point where I go out to specifically look for an edge.My favourite haunts are the park, the town or even strategically timed bus routes, they all serve their purpose.Sunbathing: this is always a good opportunity, I remember a few years back I had a neighbour with a teenage daughter, she would often sunbathe in her garden in her bikini and even on occasions just her bra and panties. My. ” “You must let me pay for them.” “That’s quite alright sir, no need at all.” replied Jack.Robert cracked open his window, lit a cigarette with the cigar lighter, then coughed at his first lung full of smoke. He didn’t know whether it was the capsule, the brandy or the cigarette or a combination of all three but the pain dulled to an acceptable level.By now night had fallen, dim orange glows of light indicated where the motorway lights were suspended along the road. The journey had deteriorated.