Lucky number 13 I thought. Knock KnockHe was shorter than me, maybe 5'10 and thin. I was a robust 6'3. "I love Italian!" was his greeting, looking a... the bottle I brought. "You've got great taste: wine, shoes, your hair!"So much for nerves. I felt so calm. Was he just being polite? I just had the same short haircut for years and my shoes were just some nice brown casuals, worn in, scuffed up."They make you look tough. Here, I'll open this up. Come on in, grab a spot on the couch."A. He was trying, stopping every now and then to squeeze her smooth flesh. Sexual tension was increasing, the heat was rising when Francis told her, “I want you with me in the bed”.“I am yours”. She did not miss a beat. He kissed her and carried her to the bedroom. Laying her on the bed, he wrapped his leg around her to pull her closer to his cock. While they made out for few minutes, his hand slid under her dress to caress her firm ass in the panties. He loved the feel of her meat through the. She was in heat. “Fu-fuck,” she gasped. “Wanna fuck my doggie. Be my doggie’s bitch.”“You want to be Gunther’s bitch?”My wife made a throaty sound that clearly meant “Yes,” but there wasn’t any language to it. Just animal need. She was ready.Which was great, because so was Gunther. A few last laps at her cunt, and Gunther pulled himself up onto her backside. My wife had enough wherewithal to reach back and guide Gunther’s prick into her cunt. Once it was in, it was over for her. My wife was a. Aur bhir hum dono pathro ke bich me bath gay aur waha per choot land ki bat karene lege aur mei uski choochi ko sahrane laga to woli land me dum nahi hum kisi se kam nahi to mei bola choot na choochi aur bathai uchi uchi o wo aur meri sali aur uska husband bhi husne laga to mei bola land to dum hai check karna hai kya to wo hus padi or boli check kara sale uske bad hum sabhi hasne lage aur mei uski choochi bra me se nikar kar pine laga anuj aur baby gor se humko dhekhne lage mei uski choochi pi.