His masked angel leaned over, one knee on the bed, her lips next to his ear "I want her to watch," she whispered to him. Jake smelled her hair, it was...a faint mix of strawberries and watermelon. The woman leaned forward, raising her other knee to the bed. She was on all fours, her knees at the edge of the bed, her feet dangling off the edge. Jake leaned over, noticing her ass in a set of booty shorts, admiring the near perfect ass that was a foot from his face. He kneeled on the floor, his face. He was interested in what the coach was telling him. ‘You mean my dad screwed around a lot when he was my age?’ ‘I probably shouldn’t be telling you stuff like this, ‘Coach said, ‘but there weren’t too many girls in high school or college your old man didn’t score with. Even some that weren’t overly good-looking. Your old man was a guy who liked variety in his poontang, and he liked lots of it, too. Looks weren’t a big thing for him, either. He used to say fucking the girl you’re with is better. On her lips we were enjoys our saliva arti didi just open my zip and started doing the blow job for me It was awesome I was enjoying like I am in haven shen Preeti some over me and open my shirt button and kissing my body I just take off Preeti t-shirt she was not wearing bra. you dont wear bra she said I don’t wear I said k she I stand up and starting fucking Preeti we all were taken Viagra and eaten . she was virgin she make a dame sound because she is teenPreeti : bhai please leaveArti didi. I snuck out of the house and got back into the car and drove off. I drove around for a hour thinking of that big cock inside my husbands little ass, I had never thought of John as a mucho man, but this was something I had to see to believe. I had never noticed that John had shaved his ass and legs, my husband was another mans bitch. I drove around a while longer before seeing a adult book store, and in that instance I knew what I was going to do. I stopped in the parking lot and began to laugh.