Stepping behind his lovely wife he pressed his hard cock into the crack of her ass as worked her clit with his sudsy finger. In moments her slick body...rubbed up and down against his cock as the effects of her impending orgasm was mounting. “Oh God!” she screamed, rubbing her own breasts as her body shook with pleasure. She quickly turned around. The warm shower now cascading down her back and still in the throes of passion, she grabbed Charlie’s cock with her soapy hand and masturbated him to. I removed my thong with a gentle grace which was almost beyond me, and as I leant in to embrace him I paused my hand under his nose for a little longer than neccesary, I wanted him to smell me, be ready for how much I needed this fuck. His gaze met mine for the first time since the bar, he began to kiss me passionately, fucking my mouth with his long, wet tongue, letting me know what he had planned for my pussy later.As the taxi drew up next to my town house I was shaking, with a casual nod of. Kanwal ghar ka kam karne lagi 1hafte k baad jab main ghar aaya to main ne beel bajai to darwaza kanwal ne khola main jab ghar main dakhil hua to mujhe koi nazar nahi aaya main ne kanwal se pucha sab log kahan gaye to kanwal ne kaha sab log tumhare mamo k ghar gaye hain or kal tak wapas lote gay. Main nahane chalagaya nahate hue mujhe kanwal ko choodne ka khayal aaya main naha kar farig hua to main ne kanwal se towal manga woh toweel lekar aaie or darwaza knok kia main ne darwaza khola to kanwal. I unscrewed a socket on the wall and began testing. 'I know it’s not your job, but do you mind unscrewing this for me?' Damn it. I turned around and was greeted by a view of a jar of Branston pickle, her gorgeous face and her two magnificent tits. I was already sweating and finding it difficult to find my words, so I just nodded and smiled, and took the jar from her. As embarrassing as it was, I was struggling to get the thing open. My hands were a shaking mess and half my concentration was on.