.Tel ki shishi le aao…Wo ye sun kr khush ho gai.Wo pichhe mudi to maine uski bra ka huk khool diya..Panty utar kr dono chutad ko khane lga.Mujhe maz... aa raha tha.Bhabhi-aaauchch…Aaauch darling oooohhh meri jaan loge kya?Aaaauuch..Ab to pichchhe pakad kr lund drar mein ghused do…Aaaauuch..Aaahh aaahh aaa…Bed ki aur ho jao…Fir aaram se pichhe wali marna..Tumhara lund to mujhe pichhe lene mein bhi khoob maza aata hai..Lo pakad lo pichhe se meri nangi peeth pr apna sina chipka do…Mere boob pakad kr. My mouth hung slightly in awe. I reached out and held some of it in my hand. I brought it up to my nose and sniffed it. "Wow, dad they're beautiful..." I smiled. "Stay right there." He said. He picked up his camera and pointed it at me. Click, click, flash. He gazed at the camera and smiled. "You always look so pretty in pictures, Naomi." I blushed a little. "Only because you know how to take amazing photos." My dad carefully placed his camera down behind him and moved close to me. He took the. Her body was lightly tanned and still shinning from her moisturiser, her pussy was nicley trimmed.She didn't say anything else, she just sat back down and gently took hold of my throbbing cock. She looked at me and smiled. Slowly she wanked my cock, her eyes on me all the time. Teresa took my hand and guided it to her tits. I grabbed her big heavy breast as she started to pick up the pace wanking me."You like my boobs don't you?" she said.I just nodded, as she moved to kneel at the side of the. I had never met someonethat had enjoyed "Game of Thrones" as much as I did. We talked all nightabout it all night..." He then shook his head and then rolled his eyes."What did she do, Paul?" We've lived together for two years, and everything was so good. It wasgreat, even. Then last night I came home to..." He lost his words andtried to hold back his anger."Find her with another man?" No," Paul said as he began to pace through the aisle, "I found herwatching the season finale of Game of Thrones.