Neha- bhiya kese batu kiJay- neha tum mujhe sab kuch bata sakti ho hum ache dost bhi to he or dost koi bhi baat nahi chupate or ek dusre ki madat kart... he ye baat sun kar Neha thodi relax huiNeha- bhiya vo baat esi he ki mujhe ek bimari ho gayi heJay- kesi bimari.?Neha- bhiya vo baat esi he ki aaj subha se hi uuummJay- ha kaho ruk ku gayi?Neha- bhiya vo baat esi he ki aaj subha se hi meri toilat karne wali jagh se khun or chipchipa se kuch nikal raha he.Jay- hahahahahahahah.Neha- bhiya me itni. Dipping my tongue into her honeypot, literally drawing her juices out of her, drinking them down, is the sweetest feast I’ve ever known.Having to leave her hot, sticky, wetness to work on her clit is difficult, to say the least, but the temporary disappointment is tempered by the knowledge that she will almost definitely be arching her back, crying out in agonising pleasure, cumming on my mouth, within a couple of minutes – two of my fingers or the toy inside her as my tongue drums as fast as I. I think outside today he mused. Some fresh air would do a world of good after today. He followed Elena up the stairs and back into the main stem of Shin-Ra Headquarters. The wide open mess hall was bustling already with staff, and the aromas mingled together, making strange new concoctions. Rude picked up a tray in the cold plate line, scooting it along as he perused the day’s menu. A ham sandwich and an apple looked the best, and even that was pushing the talents of the cook staff. Rude had. After she went through menopause, she wasn’t the same woman that she once was. I try to do very nice things for her, but she just isn’t interested anymore. It was like a switch turned off in her brain.A long time ago, she couldn’t keep her hands off me. My wife loved to give me blowjob’s. I think that’s what I miss the most. She’d wake me up every day with her beautiful red lips around my cock. A guy can get very used to cumming down his wife’s throat every morning of his life. She’d get me off.