The warmth never left him, suckling his cock and quickly swallowing anything he offered.It wasn't until he had finished cresting that ridge, the calm ...eturning to his breath, did the mouth relent. The talented hands released him, the warmth slipping away until there was just the tip of a tongue running up underneath his head, taking up the last little drip of his explosion.Mark's knees shook. He stepped back, pulling his jeans back up and stuffing his sticky wet cock into his undies, and looked. Bad wo jhad ne wala tha to bola me abhi jhadne wala hun to me boli kuch mal chut me chod or kuch meri muh pe ….Phir wo jor se chod ne laga or meri chut hi jhad gaya kuch maal meri muh pe chod diya to me boli ab choto meri muh ko or chut ko phir bhiya meri chut ko chat ke apni ras saaf kie or muh ka ras me chat ke saaf kardi or unka lund ko chat chat ke saaf kar di ……us rat ham karib 5 bar chudai kie hay subha me apni ghar or apne ghar alag alag chale gaye……… karb 15 din bad mere bua ki ledki ki. "Whatever girl, you know you got a phat ass," Lucy said almost crudely. She was getting bolder in her demeanor toward Kimmie, which was becoming more and more evident. Kimberly, also feeling more and more confident by the moment, was enjoying the banter and light-hearted flirtations. It was also the first time either of them had even had this type of discussion. "Thank you mi loquita. I think I understand that ‘fat' is a compliment and not ‘gorda'." "What?" Lucy responded with a confused. « swwwitch » — Aaîîîîeee ! 7, merci belle-maman. Elle s’adresse à son esclave : — On avait dit combien ? — Vous ne m’aviez pas dit, Maîtresse. — Bon, je te dirai quand arrêter ! « swwwitch » — Aaîîîîeee ! 8, merci belle-maman. Je serai sage ! « swwwitch » — Aaîîîîeee ! 9, merci belle-maman. Je vous le jure. — Bien… C’est bien, j’aime te voir t’humilier Calypso. Plus qu’un, alors. (grrrrrr !) « swwwitch » — Aaîîîîeee ! 10, merci belle-maman. Elle vient.