The neckline was low and plunging. Her breasts were round and full.She had long legs and a nice ass. She was tall and smiled when he approached her. H... wondered what her story was. Why was she dressed like that and sitting in a train station alone on a rainy and wet night? He hoped he would find out. His cock was straining in his pants. He needed her to love him. He wanted to hold her and feel love from her.He was a nice guy who had a big heart. He mostly slept with prostitutes because he. She was enjoying her ride, but seemed to understand my fascination with watching my wife, Jess, fucking her husband, Bill. Being in her pussy felt wonderful, such a tight fit. As I began to pull back out for the next stroke, Sharon grabbed my cock, pulled it all the way out, then guided it into her ass. I welcomed this move all the more, and I seemed to get harder still. Once fully inside, I picked up my pace, intent on shooting another load of cum into her sweet ass.When I turned my attention. They were just so big her nipples were erect in a flash juicy pink nipples, I was sucking them and biting them aahh. Aunty moaned but I did not stop aaahh bas bhi karo Aryan ni aunty aaj to mai ni ruk sakta. I kept pressing, squeezing her boobs and nipples.I went for her pussy what a beauty she was and I licked them fast. My tongue was going very fast ahh. She cried and I went her to smooch her, our tongue rolled for fifteen minutes. Ab mai tumhe batai hu and she said and sat on my rock hard. They kissed again and Jim slid his hands under John's waist band. Neither of them had worn underwear in years so Jim was able to get his hand's around John firm, round ass. They rubbed against each other and kissed ferverantly."Permission to board." Jim pleaded between their lustful kisses."Hmmm. Granted." John moaned.They manovered to the nearest bulkhead and John turned to face the wall. He felt Jim reach around and give his cock a firm squeeze before opening the belt and letting the pants.