Mene poochha tune mere saamne kapde utaar diye,tujhe ajeeb nhi laga to vo irritate hote hue boli, oye hello papa man ban samjha or beaches pe girls ai...e kapde hi pehen ke ghoomti hen samjha, grow up.Me: par beaches pe vo akeli nhi hoti, yahaan tu mere sath he (meri aankhon me sharaarat thi)Lucky: to tu kah raha he k tu mujhe chodega?(hanste hue)Me: kya pata neeyat kharaab ho jaayeLucky: oye hello meri marji ke bina koi mujhe haathBhi nhi laga sakta samjha. Don’t boss on meMe: or permission. He opened the bathroom door slowly, and he was instantly hit with déjà vu. This is where it all began. His breath caught in his throat when he saw her. She wore a deep red silk slip that was so short it was dangerous to his health. She was slightly bent over the edge of the tub, testing the warm water with her hands. It gave him a perfect view of her long, creamy white thighs and a portion of her tantalizing ass. The sight made him dizzy with desire and as he closed the door behind him, she. After several minutes of blissful, hedonistic spit-roasting, Shanice's sticky scrotum slapped into Randy's chin. His oxygen starved nostrils were forced into the flesh of her pubis as he felt her cum-factory shudder and twitch below.“NNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGGGUUUUUUUUUUHHHHHHHHH!!!!!”“AHHHHHHHHHNNNNGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!”Twin rivers of steaming hot filth blasted through the bondage pig's throat and ass. Randy wriggled like a fish on two hooks, squirming uselessly against his bonds as the women. Her head throbbed again, and she felt her blood drip from her nose, as her face was kept pressed against the bricks. One hand remained firmly against her waist, while his weight kept her still. She cried and whined against him, but did nothing more but tremble in his grasp. Her small body completely overpowered by his. 'Now be a good little slut and stay still' he snarled into her ear again, his face pressed against hers. She felt his free hand slide to his waist as he pulled down his briefs..