Maine kaha bhabi ji ise maza karne do. Bhabi ne kaha too idher aa jara. Ander bulaya aur seedhe meri nikkar per hath rakh diya. Boli bada akkad giya h...i gaye kee chudai dekhete huye tera bhee.ham bhee deikhe is sand ka kaisa hai.maine bola sharm atee hai mujhe. Boli acha sharm ke chache gai ke ander sand ka lund jata huaa to khoob maze se daikh raha hai.ab kiya taklif hai mujhe dikhne main.jaise he maine apna lund nikkar se bahar nikala to bhabi kee sans he ruk gayee , boli bapre aik sand bahar. She just sucked and sucked. Her father's hands were now fondling her bare tits."SUCK YOUR FATHER'S COCK, ANGEL... SUCK IT NICELY... PLEASE... I LOVE YOUR MOUTH ON MY COCK."On and on Angel sucked. Her father's cock kept going deeper and deeper into her mouth and it kept jerking and jumping inside her warm wet young mouth. Her father had managed to bend down and use his fingers to rub her clitoris which immediately swelled more and throbbed fiercely. Angel kept sucking while her father kept. While was briefly staring at this young stud big dick,I did not notice that he already opened his eyes. I looked at him eye to eyeand he told me with a little smile you like what you see. I was shocked atthe comment. I then took a step back and to my surprise the little hornyfucker, was still stroking his monster. He then said again to me do you likewhat you see. I said "shut up" and then he said to me "you know you like it"I could not help it but I could not take my eyes off his. Metal flew everywhere, and I watched a jagged piece the wall that had once protected me cut into my leg. Then it was freezing. Water enveloped everything. Somehow I had managed to stay conscious through the entire performance, something that was not commonly shared with the rest of the audience. People all around me it seemed had been knocked out by the initial impact, and were being swallowed by the unholy coldness that was the Pacific Ocean. I couldn’t even see the people in the front, and I.