Unho ne muje bola I love you 2 ab tum ghar jao kal garba ground pe milte he. Me ghar gaya or so gaya.Dushre din night ko me gound ke bahar khada raha ...o aunty ka wait kar raha tha or vo 1 ghane bad ayi me bahar gate ke unka intajar karta raha or jese hi vo ai me khush ho gya or unse bate karne laga unhone muje bola chalo garba khel ne jate he mene bola aj hum kahi ghum ne jate he vo mana karne lagi par mene bola plz ek bar chalo to sahi or unhone ha bola or me bike le aya vo mere piche beth gai. ’ He smiled down at her. Smiles didn’t come naturally, but she could make him with just one word, ‘Willie’. ‘That’s better. You almost look happy to be here.’ ‘I’ve never been happier.’ It was true. Funny how this second marriage suited his hermit personality, when his first only frustrated him. Older and wiser now, this singular attachment grounded him, gave him something better than crime to ponder. Annie’s cheerful disposition seemed unfettered by his stoic persona, his brooding exterior. Her hands were moving all over bed and were holding various things like bedsheets, pillow. Finally she had an orgasm. She split on Junaid face from her pussy. Looking in her blue lusty eyes Junaid was waiting for next order. She allowed him to proceed and Junaid put his long dick on her pussy’s door. For few second he rubbed his horse on her wet flower. Friction of clitoris and cock was giving her awesome pleasure. Than he inserted his long dick in her pussy and started fucking her with strong. Bjorn’s lips then found Jessie’s lips then her erect nipples then her lips again. Below him Jessie was quietly moaning away with long low moans of pleasure as she enjoyed her teenage husband’s advances.After fifteen minutes of this behaviour Bjorn started thrusting his penis in long and hard as it got ready to fire its load into Jessie’s body. Jessie’s body was already clenching up with its own orgasm as her arousal levels climaxed and she held tightly to Bjorn’s back as he pounded into her.As.