It really made my gray-blue eyes pop. It almost seemed like my father staring back at me more than the mental image I had of myself. A tinge of nostal...ia creep in. I missed that crazy old man. He was the only family I’d ever known.I stepped into the shower to freshen up before getting to work. “Why do I still bother with this stupid job anyway,” I thought to myself while washing my hair. “Thanks to dad, I’ve got enough money for two lifetimes.”My father was a grade-A womanizer. There’s no. Gushes of liquid burst out of my pussy, like I was pissing over the fucking machine, but it was clear fluid. It soaked the platform I was kneeling on. I felt it again, another tsunami of sexual release. Out came another gush as I squirted all over the floor next to the machine. This was an orgasm like no other. I was screaming at the top of my voice, without a care in the world. I had finally tasted heaven. The fact that it looked like I was pissing all over the hotel floor didn't worry me. I. He gently lifted the short slave dress until it lay across her waist exposing her pretty ass, and her beautiful warm bald pussy.He put his hands on her ankles, and with the back of his hands outstretched his nails lightly ran up the back of her legs culminating in meeting at her throbbing pussy. She moaned loudly. She had never felt such desire. What a lover! He teased her over and over until she begged out loud, "Oh God, Mr. Botha, please, please kiss me down there, make me a woman as you. Asha: “Koi chudai ki film lagao na bhabhi”Lajjo ne Gaand mein ungli karte hue kaha: “Haan Didi koi Zabardast chudai ki film lagao, bahut hi gandi film honi chahiye, mast mast laude wali film lagoa na bhabhi” Pooja: “Yeh lo ,cd kal hi mili hai, zabardast hai film, Lo dekh dekh ke muth maaro”Phir pooja bhabhi ne Ek cd daali. Film shuru hote hi ek kamsin ladki ko do mushtandon ka lauda choos rahi thi, un laudon ko apni thook se geela kar kar ke choos rahi thi. Phir ek ne apni gaand us ladki ki.