Fir use bardhast nahi hua aur uske halki si paad chodd di “fusssss….” Mujhpar to uski gaand ka nashi Chadha tha .mai uski wo mehek wali khusbood...r paad bhi sungh gaya. Aur wo hasne lage… usne mujhse kaha “ U R so dirty….I love you…smell my nasty fart…smell it” bol ke ur ek dhamakedaar paad maar di.. is baar to paad ka jhatka mujhe aise laga ki mai piche sarak gaya aur uski gaand ko dekhne laga. Wo zor zor se hasne lagi….Uski hasee rokne ke liye mujhe apna lund fir se uske muh me ghusedna pada. It has been just been five days since we had sex. To her embarrassment, her eyes keep drifting to the enticing bulge in the crotch of my tight jeans. " Damn!" I thought. " Let's talk in the living room, Kait." I said. We went into the living room and sat down on the couch, drank our drinks and made small talk. I always enjoy talking with her, she is so easy to talk to. Finally I ask her, " Something's on your mind Kait. What is it?" What's what? " Kait replies, blushing. " Aha," I grin, " I. Maybe my sister had hada bout of the disease and then it went away. It was probably nothingmajor. The old sorceress was just saying that to make me scared. Well itisn't going to work, I said to myself. I finished putting my clothes outand got ready for bed. I sat in my dish chair reading and fell asleep. Iwoke up the next morning and got ready for school. The week passed,growing colder as fall grew closer to winter. I got up the courage totalk to Adam in History class. We eventually found that. As soon as Helen saw it, she thought it was just the thing. She got on the surface and Harold led the donkey into position. This was just like old times for the donkey, who had been a star performer across the Rio Grande. He stood, stiff-legged, over the spread- eagled lady. His cock loomed over her, stretching from her creamy crotch up to her chin. She ducked her head down and licked some more, clamping her knees around the cockshaft, frigging him with her sleek thighs. Then she squirmed up.