Dhire dhire uski chikh moun me badal gayi n ab wo bhi maje le rahi thi. jor jor se moun karne lagi aaaahhhhhhhhhhh oooouuuuhhhhhh wowwww aaiiii aahhhh...h chodo aur chodo faad do meri chut ko aaahhhhhh muuuuuu ahhhh karne lagi.Muje aur josh aa gaya maine apni speed tej kar di wo aur aur joron se moun karne lagi. pure room me fachhhh fachhh ki aawaj aane lagi. mai ruka aur usko pakad ke khud side me hua n usko apne upar chada liya. wo bhi ab pure mood me thi n mere land ke upar uchalne lagi. kya. He tore his mouth from hers, finding her ear, running his tongue around the soft rim before nipping at her earlobe. His voice was husky and deep, whispering to her of what she made him feel, of what he wanted to do to her, with her. She was in the midst of erotic torture, backed against the wall, his hands stroking her body into a frenzy, his words stroking her nerve endings with fire. She wanted him now, had wanted him for a long time but had denied it with a finality that made giving in all. It was our control room needing some information from Isaac regarding a pay query so set off to find him.when I found him he seemed oblivious to everything except what he was doing. He,d lowered his uniform trousers to his knees along with his under pants and was frantically jerking his monster cock with eyes shut, one of his magazines opened to a full page spread of a couple in various positions fucking. As I watched his prick exploded sending a large glob out to land in the bunch of paper. What got into you?" he asked as he picked her up in his strong arms and carried her to the bedroom where he put her on the bed and busied himself with gathering clothing for her.Gail lay back on the bed and closed her eyes, the letter crumbled in her hand. Once before she had lain on the bed, a letter in her hand: Rod's. With a mighty effort, she tried to stir herself. "I don't know," she lied. "I felt so funny when I woke up. I felt worse when I was in the kitchen and that glass just slipped..