Meanwhile she was pressing her boobs hard and one hand was holding my hair.Her body was shacking in excitement.It was moving up and down.She had an or...asm,she was exhausted. I dranked it.It tasted good but to be frank I didn’t liked it at first but now I am addicted to it.She was lying exhausted.My dick was at its maximum size.So I came close to her and gently inserted it inside hers.It was toughest part.I was pushing pushing it but it didn’t enter at last it entered with screamy pain. I am. And she succeeded, enjoying herself with each display of the power of her trained body.When she got up, ready to finish the crippled man, she saw a panicked person who had wetted his jeans, out of fear. Her tights were soaked with pleasure-derived juices.Without mercy, she went forward; easily catching up to the male who was trying to crawl away from her. She gripped his right leg first, and then turned the male around slightly. Gripping his crippled leg, she prepared a Boston crab, and sat on. “And you?” he asked again. “I like dressing like a whore” I said. Another hard slap went across my face, knocking me off a bit to one side. “I like dressing like your whore” I said again. “Stand up” he commanded and I got to my feet. Pulling my straps he brought me close to him, “Spread your legs” he ordered and I did so. I felt his hand rub over my pussy hair, caressing it softly before rubbing it over my cunt lips. As he slowly caressed my cunt lips I began to lose myself in the. Baat aaj aaj se 2 saal pehle ki hai jb. Mere ghr wale dashere ke utsav me bahar humne gye the. To mammy me meri mashi ko ladki jiska maan aarti hai use ghr pr bula liya taki mujhe khane pine me koi dikkat na ho. To aarti ghr pr a gai or mere ghr wale bahar ghuumne chale gye. Poora din me tv hi dekhta raha kyoki sunday tha or mera school bhi band tha.To hmm tv dekhte rahe hao sham ho gai sham ko hm khana kha kr jaldi ho so gye jesa ki aapko pta hai ki dashehre ke moke pr halki halki thand hone.