. Kya kru? Kaise kru?Wo phr bola ki mujhe jana h thoda jldi krte h..To maine bhi kaha haan….Or apni pant utarne laga wo bed pr hi leta tha..Mai unde...wear or t shirt mai bed pr uske paas phuch gya…or uski gaand ko shlaane laga..Usne apni jeans ki belt dhili krdi or maine uski jeans nikal di…uski thy kaafi moti moti thi….Usne apni tshirt utardi or wo ab sirf underwear mai tha…maine socha tha ki jaate hi gaand maruga bs baat khtm…pr wo apni chest ko pkdkr bola ise chuso to maine socha chus leta. .. that I'm not protect—" she started to say, but at that moment she went off like a firecracker and she took me along with her. Just as I started jetting into her, the meaning of her words hit me. However, instead of making me pull out, it simply set the pace up a notch and I shoved that much further into her as I deposited my sperm directly to its destination.When we finished I was out of breath and Patricia was luckily still conscious, though she looked dazed. Shani got her a damp cloth from. His hands would also brush against my breasts sometimes he would even touch my side boob when Dillon wasn't looking at us. It was so risky and exciting. Finally the game ended in Ben's favor because he 'luckily' hit his card on the river again. Dillon was complaining about how lucky he was and me and Ben were just giggling and looking at each other because we knew something he didn't. We had a little secret and it was getting my pussy excited to do this right in front of my husband with another. She rolled her eyes and pushed her tongue up onto herupper lip as she felt her silky ridged love channelmake the internal adjustment to this latest delectableintrusion into her voluptuous body. Her dazzling titsquaked and swung as she bottomed out on Momo’s cock.Momo reached up with his catcher’s mitt sized hands androughly latched on the pink tipped orbs hovering overhis head. Digging his fat fingers into the softyielding tit flesh, Dolly moaned with unbridled sexualrelease as she.