Then I came on the preacher's cock.It was powerful, wild explosion of rapture. I thrashed on the table. I gasped and moaned words. I didn't know what ... said. It didn't matter. All that mattered was the hot waves or bliss crashing into my mind. I trembled, stars bursting across my vision as my pussy convulsed on his thick, thrusting dick.He growled, fucking me harder. My daddy slammed his dick so deep into my spasming pussy. His balls thwacked over and over into me as the rapture kept flooding. Majha kaku cha nav Anjali ahe. She is one of the sexiest woman in the world. Age 33, Height 5.4, Wheatish, Long black curly Hairs je kayam sodalele asatat n tyamule te ajun sexy disate. Kaka cha business ahe. N cousin shale madhye ahe 6th Std la. N me collage la, so dupari 1.00 nantar me n kaku doghech ghari asato..Mala majhi kaku adhi pasun khup awadayachi.. n me krityek wela tila tichya bedroom chya keyhole madhun nakaed baghitali ahe.. she is so sexy. Majha kaku la suddha mahit hoat ki me. Knowing that the door from my room to the bathroom would not lock properly, this offered me the perfect chance to see her and be able to make it out like I walked in without knowing she was there. When I opened the door I suspected to see her using the restroom, but instead she was looking at my dirty magazine that I had hidden under the sink. When the door opened she quickly turned around with a shameful look on her face, then quickly directed the shame at me for having the magazine. It did. I stopped abruptly when I realised where I was headed. My bed for the night was to be at Rob Crawshay’s lodgings in Haymarket. I retraced my steps to Whitehall, and then walked towards Charing Cross, my route taking me past Scotland Yard and Horse Guards, although I refrained from visiting either as I was tired after my travels, and since it was past four of a Saturday afternoon no one would be at either venue.Rob welcomed me warmly on my arrival at his lodgings.“You look much better than when.