Arti Puja ki gand par thukne lagane lagi aur fir ungli se gand ke andar lagane lagi aur usne ungli Puja ki gand me ghusai to Puja ek dam khadi ho gayi...Arti boli itni chhoti ungli nahin le pa rahi hai to 10 inch ka lund kaise legi. Puja hubsi ke lund par baithne lagi par lund ghus nahin raha tha tab arti ne lund pakda aur Puja ki gand ke chhed pe rahne lagi. Jaise hi lund thoda sa ghusa Puja jor se chilaye mar gai aur lund ke upar se uth gayi.Fir se lund pe baithne lagi thoda sa lund andar gaya. Jodi was ready for some more sexy shots of her cleavage, her taut and tight nipples."Do you think my legs are fat, John?"John kissed her up her inner thighs, back down again, then put her hand back on his cock. He was still rock hard. Jodi was ready to shoot shots with her legs spread."You think my arse is sexy, don't you John?"John rubbed his cock on the back of Jodi's lingerie, then shot pictures of her swollen mound showing proudly through her white lingerie.Then he kissed Jodi, took her to. ‘If you insist. But really just knowing you’re all safe and well is enough thanks for me.’ What a bloody hypocrite I was! I didn’t really care a damn about her or her kids. And I couldn’t for the life of me figure out why I had run into that burning house last night, unless it was in an unconscious effort to kill myself. But I agreed to go and see her a little later. It was probably about one-thirty when I found her at the hospital. Sheila Monroe was dressed in the strangest collection of. 30pm. Just time for some essential preparations for the 8pm meeting. Gym, hairdresser, Ann Summers, nail bar, leg waxing, bath, make-up. After all, she was a professional, and must present herself in a professional way.Accordingly, 8 o’clock found our heroine at reception in the Grand Hotel, asking for Mr Curtiv.?Ms Jenny Pratt?? There was that voice again! ?Thank you for coming so promptly.?Jenny turned round, and got an eyeful of Mr Vladimir Curtiv. ?Just as I thought!? she told.