We both smiled at each other and jokingly said, and practically at the same time, “I’m so gonna **** you tonight.” Part Three ~ the Finale ~As s...on as they got home Brittney and Jon were taking their clothes off on their way to the bedroom, leaving a trail to their bed. As they dropped to the bed together in each other’s arms, they kissed deeply and passionately, each hoping to get a taste of the others’ adventure. They rolled around, squeezing and scratching at each other as they told one. Thik achhe, paser ghore chol. Tor gud tao bhalo kore porikha kora dorkar. Guder phuto thik achhe kina? Tor bhatar er apotti nei to?Jotu: ‘amar keno apotti thakbe baba? Amar onek sompotti, ami to chai amader ekjon uttoradhikar prithibi te asuk. Apni baba bou ke alada kore prosno korte paren’Parul ei sujog tai khujchilo, babar bishal bara ter idea pete. Ar edike babao chaichilo oi sundori bou take ekber langto kore nijer chokh sarthok korte. Baba parul ke songe niye paser ghore chole galo, dorja. The entire colony must be hearing my sound. I forgot the whole world even my daughter by this stranger. I had almost seven orgasms during the fuck. Finally he unloaded his cum in my pussy. We both become exhausted slept that night. Both our fucking at night and finding jobs at morning continued for the next three days. On the fourth day. At morning as usual we both left for our interviews. At interview, the MD says me “the job suits only for a young girl but you are married”. I said “I don’t. Her bra was larger and it provided some support. That caused her tits to project out forward. I could see the pointers centered in the fabric but left them alone. Debbie had on a more traditional style bikini. Except for one thing. It was a Wicked Weasel suit and I'd have to call it micro size. The bottom barely covered her puffy labial folds. The top tried to cover her areolas and lost. She was sticking out on both sides. The nipple was covered, but someone had been playing with it recently as.