. Maine fir chanchal ki choot per hath lagaya ab wo garam ho chuki thi ushne kaha ab raha nahi jata plzz fuck me hard main ish lund ko aapni choot mai... lene ke liye mar rahi hun.. Daal do plzzz sexy boy tum jo bologe wo main kerungi. Maine kaha abhi thoda ruko ushne aapni legs khool ker mujhe kaha nahi ab nahi raha jata plzz ander daal do ishko.. Maine aapni legs ki ungliyon ushki choot per ghumayi to wo tadapne lagi or boli tum bade shararti ho ek khubsurat choot tumahri samne nangi padi. .. " My blood begins to boil, and I'm really horny having this dick in my mouth . I have to hand it to her she does have taste.After a few minutes, which seemed rather short to me , he says : "So ,now it's hard enough for her " and he pulls his cock out of my mouth . Strings of phlegm hanging from his dick , he moves back to her, checking her being still wet and pushes his hard cock back into her cunt. He kisses her wildly and starts to thrust hard again. She answers him by placing her legs. .I looked at Kali then at Cheryl. I told Kali to move over to Mike and beg him to fuck you, then I looked as Cheryl, “So tell me slut are you your Masters bitch or just a cunt trying to please her man”?She stood there for a second then responded, “I love cock I love to be used not sure if Mike lets others use me because he likes it or because I like it. I envy your girl having someone that knows what he wants and takes it”.“Well Kali is not just another slut she is my daughter. Her mother. I slipped down, through the black girl’s bush and stared. Her pussy was soaking wet and a stark, stunning pink against her dark cocoa skin. I stuck my tongue out and tasted her. She quivered under my mouth, grabbing my head with her hands. I plunged my tongue into her pussy, her juice dripping down my cheeks. I bathed myself in her, rubbing my face all over her pussy until I was covered in her juice. Her scent was heavy and wet, thick with the West African stickiness of sex and fucking. .