I was a bit uncomfortable, as no lady ever had held me like this. I had no intentions of anything, was just disturbed by the trouble she is been facin... for five years. I bent on my knees and spoke to her for a while, motivated her to take legal actions and move on. As I was moving out she called me from behind.“I’m really scared, can’t sleep alone. Can you stay?”“don’t worry. I have locked the room door from outside.” I had locked the room door from outside in which her husband was sleeping.. The night after her parents left was just like any other so far except now she was alone in the house. Up in her room and ready to play, she got out the dildo shed found hidden in her older sisters boxes of old stuff from her college days, put in the DVD, took off her clothes, then opened the blinds and sat back on the bed. As she began to caress and tease herself, she watched as the girl on the screen came up to the man and started massaging his dick through his pants before slowly removing. .oooee mar gayee , sab hansne lage aslam nai dusre jhatke mai pura lund gaand mai daal diya ooo meri gaand phat gayi didi,plz dhire karo plz sahan nahi hote do-do lund, kyu Haramjadi slow kyo tu to lund ki bhukhi ladki hai tuje to sara din randi ki tarah chudna hai itni chudai hogi tum dono ki tum chal bi na pao, ab hum dono behne buri tarah se chud rahi, mai unka sath dene lagi jab salim dhakka marta to rajesh ruk jata is tarah meri gaand aur chut dono chud rahi thi ab to room mai pach-pach ki. I pondered the problem as I guided Wendy toward the loveseat. I was stumped. But Wendy and considered the situation. As we collapsed on the small piece of furniture I discovered a large pillow had been placed next to the armrest, this raised her butt high enough to clear the obstacle. I marvelled at her ingenuity. I wondered if she had tried the setup, a dry run so to speak. Knowing Wendy’s obsession with detail, I searched my memory. The steps I had decided was the key to success. I planted a.