Tak chodne ke bad mere andar hi jhad gaya phir un logo ne mujhe ulta litaya or meri gaand me ice cream laga di or mere back per bhi teeno mujhe chatne...lage phir Rahul neeche lat gaya or meri gand ke ched me apna lund phasa raha tha per phas nii raha tha me bhi pagal ho chuki thi to mene uske lund ko pakad ke apni gand ke hole pe guide kiya or usne jor ka dhakka diya or meri gaand me uska adha lund chala gaya or phir dusre ne meri chut me apna lund pel diya or teesre ne mere mu me mai to mano. Sears, don't blush. I assure you that people in the 90s (the 1990s, that is) can talk about lady's underwear with perfect propriety. For that matter, some ladies have been known to wear nothing but their underwear (they call them string bikinis) in public and not be arrested. Ogled maybe, but not arrested. I don't quite know why, but while your store has never carried outerwear in my size they have always carried underwear to fit my large frame. In particular, Sears has always carried stockings. I sighed, and reached up and with my currently short nails, eased your zipper down and helped your cock from its confines. You set the cruise control, and eased the back of the seat back, as I licked the slit. It didn't taste foul at all, in fact I kind of wanted to have it in me, so I opened up wide, and sucked the whole head into my mouth in one motion. Surprisingly it fit exactly like the gag had fit, so taking my cue from the whump whump of the concrete highway, as we drove along, I eased. She didn’t even argue with me, which surprised me. Calvin got close enough to both of us where he knew Angelique could hear what he was about to say and he said, Cliff I know some guy’s that’ll pay damn good money to watch this shit being done to Angelique if you’d video tape it and sell ‘em a few tapes of her. I mean it’s just an idea if you were interested in doing something like that with her, he said smiling. I went along with it and said, aw bullshit who would pay to see a fat ass whore.