Mere lund ko sahalate jor jor se dabane lagi. Humne ab pura ek dusre ko nanga kia.Smooch karte karte hum pure nange hokar ek dusre ko kas ke apni aago...h mein lekar smooch mein kho gaye the. Kafi der tak hamari smooch chali ab mera lund bhabhi apne najuk mast hatho se sahalate masalate. Hilane lagi. Mere lund ki chamdi ko aage puche karne lagi.Waise ladies mere lund ka supada kafi mast hai. Chocklaty aur mast mota jo bhi ladies mere lund ki pics dekhana chahti ho mujhe mail kijiye. Unke us dabav. Her sorely tried rectal channel still twinged from his cruel rape, and she was aware of a general, overall discomfort and achiness. She still couldn't really believe that it had been her husband who had done such a dreadful thing to her. He was like a complete stranger, demented with depraved lust. And now, the fact was, she didn't think she could trust him ever again. He had broken some indefinable bond in their marriage by his wanton behavior, and that tie could never be repaired, no matter. She becomes really scared because she knows what's coming. She looks over her shoulder into his eyes and says "doctor, please please, don't hurt me. Be really gentle. Nobody has ever done it to me. I'm a virgin there". Just then she feels the tip of his cock slide into her asshole. She screams in a mixture of pain and pleasure. As he slowly slides himself inch by inch into her ass, the pain turns more to pleasure. He grabs her long brown hair and pulls it back, in order to gain more control. " Nope, not at all. I really like spending time with him now. He's funny, too." I wish we could spend even more time with him," Nathan continued.Abby, of course, had stopped reading when the conversation began. As it continued, she was having an increasingly difficult time keeping a straight face."Yeah, me too," Aaron answered."Of course, if we spend more time with Dad, that'll mean we have less time with Mom." That wouldn't be good. I like spending time with Mom."Nathan replied, "Me, too. I.