.Main gya or han bol di..Fr maine socha isi bhane kyu na use main b chod du..Main unse kha thk h pr uski chudai main b krunga or use pta mat chalne de...a k main b tumhre sath mila hua hu,bole thk or hasne lge,Main apni seat pe akr baith or piche se wo dono b aa gye..Wo charo mere samne wali berth pe baith gye..Unme se ek apni pent k upar se apne lund ko masalne lga meri use dekh k sarma gyi or fr usne apna lund nikaala or muth maarne lga meri maa chauck gyi dekh k usne bola ye kya kr rhe ho. Since she doesn’t have a son, she takes care of me like her own son. Her husband is a cab driver. She mostly stays alone in her home. We both are tenants. She stays on the first floor and me on the second floor. As in every story, I got a chance when my family went on a trip. I didn’t join them since I didn’t get work off in my office. Whenever my family left me alone, I used to eat and stay with her family. My parents left on a Friday evening before I came from my shift.As I came home there. The first night I had no idea as I followed him into the big house which lay on the outskirts of town, surrounded by forest and nature, he looked the sort to be at home in such a house.My bedroom was spacious and nicely decorated, his demeanour was almost apologetic and gave me confidence that I was going to have it easy here.I left what small possessions I had on the floor beside the bed and continued the grand tour, which finished by going down into a cellar, in the bowels of the house.There. Taya knows what is coming next, especially with her fuck-me pumps naturally raising her ass upward for her man. Dave enters her drenched pussy. He thrusts slowly, groaning, for but a minute before flooring it abruptly to top speed. "Fuck!" Taya blurts.Impassioned, Dave fucks Taya with all the energy he can muster. Gripping her slender hips like an Indy racer clenching the wheel during a dangerous pass, Dave slams his groin into Taya's at a frenetic pace. While he grunts with each thrust, Taya.