.Idher kya h me bola idher jo to mango hai na pake hui wo dekh raha hu . Boli . Arjun aajkal bahut naughty ho gaya h tu ,me bola . Kyu tumhe pasand ni...h naughty boy . To boli ha h but … Me bola but kya bolo na . Pass me hi ek hut thi kheto me . Mene bola aaj kuch dikhta hu tumhe bhabhi to wo boli kya dikhana h mene bola hut me chalo waha dikhaunga .Mene waha jake lund dikha diya ekdum se wo dar gayi boli koi dekh lega .Ander dalo usse mene bola koi ni h humhare alawa yaha . Wo to surprise ho. He had his hand on my head as he started to fuck my mouth, just when I was really getting into it he pulled out and rubbed his wet prick all over my face. His 9 inch dong was fucking lovely, as he rubbed it over my face I was trying to lick it. It was only them that I saw Mak, he was taking pictures as Sam stated to talking filthy to me, “Tell me how much you love my cock, are you a slut for brown cock, do you want me to fuck your married cunt?” he said.“Yes, yes yes!”I screamed as I tugged on. In the center of the bands were bright singular buttons.One wore gold. The other wore silver. It seemed out of place, even with theseunusual outfits. They both hung onto identicalblack leather purses. The purses were quite large which hung off their leftshoulders. They never seemed to move their left hands from them, as if theywere afraid someone might steal them. And they kept their right hands insidetheir pants pockets. The most amazing thing about themthough was that they remained absolutely. Just as this beautiful woman had circled and been standing close to our corner of the bar, the couple next to us gathered their belongings and with a quick, pleasant goodbye, got up and left.Sam didn’t miss a beat. She quickly got up and went over to this beautiful creature, exchanged pleasantries out of earshot and before I knew it had her sitting next to her at the bar. I noticed right away that Samantha’s nipples were hard, testing the endurance of her bra and blouse. I knew from her.