Iss baar muje chodne k baad karan ne muje khola. Phle to mene usse ek jor daar thapad maara or pucha ki vo dusra land Kiska tha.Lekin shayad muje thap...d ni marna chahiye tha.vo muje gusse bhari najro se dekhne laga. Me daar gai thi. Fir ek dum se hasne laga. Or TV pe ek video chala diya usme meri chudai ho rahi thi. Me to hairan rah gai ki Yeh video kisne bnaya. Uss video me sirf mera face hi dilhai de raha tha. Karan ka face blur kar rakha tha. Fir karan ne meri chudai k video ko forward kiya. I take your body in my hand, my fingers curling around the crests of your hips, and pull you back against me as I begin penetrating you, deeper and deeper with every thrust. I start tantalizingly slow, but the rhythm of my thrusts picks up pace and increases in intensity when I head your moans. With every pleasurable sound to escape your lips, I become more passionate with my motions. My hips strike against yours as the entire length of my cock lances into you. I slap your ass assertively, then. I want to touch him but wonder if I should. I feel lost, I’m not sure what to do next as I have conflicting feelings. Do I just reach out and grab what I want or should I ask him first? So much is going on in my mind as he's playing with me. I have never been this wet so soon from meeting someone new. I feel paralysed and unable to move but my body is giving away how I feel. There's no point in denying that I’m not enjoying what he's doing to me.My rock-hard nipples are sticking out through my. She could not believe their audacity to take him into the showers and continue their play with his cock. What if they got caught? What if someone else came in? They were having so much fun and Samantha was tired of being left out. She was rubbing more and more but it was not enough. Samantha needed what those girls got. She needed to be stroked, licked and most of all fucked. Dropping her towel, Samantha purposefully walked towards the shower. She had never been with a guy, or girl for that.