Phir thodi dar choosne k bad us ne kaha k bedroom mai chalet hai ham bead room mai gaye us ne mere sare kapde utar diya maine us ki sab kapde utar diy... us ka figar 34 28 34 tha us k boobs mere samne the maine us k boobs ko apne muhu mai liye or choosane laga vo pagal ho rahi thi .Phir maine us ko leta diya or us ki tang open kar k us ki chut dekhi jo pink thi or cline thi maine us ki tarf dekho vo mujhe dekh rahi thi main eek ankh mari or apna muhu us ki chut pe rakha or apni jeeb se us ki chut. ”“Begging,” Ninon replied curtly, “is something that you do on your knees...”At this, Donna quickly fell to her knees.“ ... and secondly, you gave me no alternative punishment. You do agree you have to be punished, don’t you?”Donna was lost for words for a moment. She looked up at Ninon and wondered what alternative punishment she might propose.“You’re silent too long. Get up!” Ninon said after watching Donna try to think for a few seconds.“No please...” Donna refused again.SLAP, SLAP.Hard. My wife was now sitting up recovering from her own orgasm and saw this display. Without a word, she leaned over and began to clean my cock with her mouth. Then without warning, she leaned to her mom's pussy and licked my cum from her swollen labia. Her mom groaned deeply as her tongue touched her, and I nearly passed out at the sight. I think my wife's initial intention was just to lick the cum off. But as her mom liked it, she reached her hand down to her daughter's head, and ran her fingers. So she kept going, even though her head was pounding from being under lighting that wasn't strong enough, staring at a white screen. She was stiff and sore, and hungry, she realized. She cursed Nick for wanting to keep her locked inside this hot stuffy warehouse and coming up with this job for her to do, flaunting his authority when she had crossed him about it. The ass. She tried to stretch some of the tension out of her shoulders.The sound of the phones was amazingly annoying.She didn't know.