When I was deep inside her, she held herself there, willing me to keep myself buried deep inside her, telling me, “Honey, now, tell me about Jacqui....�� Oh God, I wanted to plunge and ravage my wonderful wife. I tried to force her to slide up and down on me, but she held herself firmly down on me, but squirming and grinding, driving me out of my mind! Michelle was sweating, her face in the pained expression I knew to be her deepest lust. She moaned out, “Jacqui, Jacqui, tell me about her.. Jab mai chalta hoon to unse ghzab ki madakta tapakti hai.Agar mai poora makeup karke aapke samne aa jaoon to aap bhi yahi samjhenge ki koi khoobsoorat laundiya khari hai.Ab mai asli kahani per aata hoon.Bat us samay ki hai jab mai ne class 8th ka ezam diya tha mamma boli ki chutti ho gai hai mausi ke yahan kanpur chale jao.Doosare din mai kanpur chala gaya.Mere mausa ka kanpur me aik bara sa bangla numa makan hai rahne wale kewal mausa mausi aur unla iklota larks shivam.Vo bhi meri umr ka hai. After a while, she bent down to let her tongue take over. “This is not comfortable. Let’s change positions.” Shirley demanded. Somehow, Shirley was now in charge. She had Louise lie on her back and knelt between her splayed legs and kissed and tongued her clit and pussy with her tongue with her own ass sticking up in the air. Paul knelt behind Shirley with his prick nestled up against her crotch rubbing her clit with it, teasing her clit and labia but stopping short of entering her treasure. Her tongue is way down my throat and I revel in the feeling of it. She reaches down and starts to pull my shirt off my body. Once its over my head she doesnt go back to my lips but instead down to my chest. She goes straight to my nipples and starts to lick one while playing with the other. She gives the one a little bite and a tug and I gasp in pain. Yes it hurt, but I liked the hurt. She ran her tongue down towards my pants and started to unbutton them. She pulled them down towards my ankles.