The more itstretched her, the more strained and intense was her croaking; like staccatoMorse Code, the pitch of her voice a little higher each time th... piston jerkeddeeper, harder. "Aaa, aa-aa... !" Shana's hands repeatedly clenched into fists and unclenched.Her eyes squeezed shut. Her mouth stretched wide, as far as it could open.Tears streamed down her cheeks. "Aaaaaa- aa-" The guttural croaking sound from the back of her throat,mouth yawning, her tongue jerking. The sweat beads on her. .I was called in Bangalore headquarter office and came to know tat if will loose my job and just as a formality need to reach Delhi next day,, if knew this was my last chance as if don’t want to get married to a dull life,,, I reached Delhi office ,,had to wait for 2hours before my manager called me, I hurried to his cabin he was MR Batra ,53years old punjabi guy, he was soft spoken and offered me coffee while having coffee he made it clear tat this was my last trip as if was about to be fired. Oh I began thinking, what have I done? If she likes this she won't stop. I never spoke to Sam , just a friendly nod. I began videoing them , my wife was a natural slut, she sucked his cock, rode his face and even climbed on him guiding his big black dick between her smooth white pussy lips. She had rub it between her lips several times before she tried to force herself down onto it. I could tell by the contractions of her ass muscles that it was a very tight fit. Once she had him buried inside. Aunty ennai paarthathum yaar ivan puthithaaga irukiran endru paarthaal, naanum avalai paarthen. Enaku avalai paarkum pozhuthu muthalil kaama ennnam varamal irunthathu, anaal oru tharunathil urainthu poi nindren. Irutil aunty mugam matrum udambu avalavaaga theriya villai, irutaaga irunthathaal sariyaaga parka mudiya villai.Aunty antha araiku puutu potal pinbu arugil iruntha thanimaiyaana bathroomai thiranthaal vilakai potal.Naan ethirchiyaaga thirumbinen appozhuthu aunty pudavai matrum.