You begin to relax again. Shrugging your shoulders, you grab a drink and head to the bedroom for some well deserved rest. Placing your drink on the be...side table you discard your boxers and climb into bed. The drink forgotten you drift off to sleep almost immediately. In your dreams you hear your name being called softly. You open your eyes and look towards the door of your bedroom. Standing before you is a young woman. Her long red coat with black trim is the only thing that you can make out. Aur fir woh mere chaati ke uparjhuk gayi aur uski gaand ko aage piche karne lagi. ab mujhe pehele se jyaada iss type ki chudai me majaa aa raha tha. jab aap ki partner aap ki upar ho to woh chudai ka majaa kuch alag hota he. woh ab jor jor se aage piche kar rahi thi uski gaand ko aur me uski lips ko chus raha tha. ab mera nikal ne wala tha.Me – sital aur jor se. aur jor seee. aaaahhhh sital. i love u. sital jor se. mera nikal ne wala he. jor se.Fir me lund ko thoda piche kar diya aur mera lund. “I bet you guys would give anything to see me lick that off of her, but we don't roll that way and you know it. So here's an interesting question: Carl, if Susie said you could lick it off, would you do it? You'd get to lick her tits, but you'd also get a mouthful of your own cum. Would it be worth it?”“You're killing me, Cathy. I'm going to have to cum for a third time if you don't stop it.”That was all Scott could handle. He threw himself onto the bed next to Susie, turned her head to face. I love you. I love you…love you…’ her voice trails off into soft breath on his ear and her teeth on his earlobe. Satisfaction floods his features and he slams her back against the wall suddenly, gripping her ass in both hands to support her and move her where he wants, her arms and legs wrapped around him, clinging. Orgasm grips him as a red flush edges the paint marks and he drives her against the wall to receive it, burying his head in her throat and biting down on her skin. Wrung out, he.